"Seth Moon? What happened with Seth Moon, exactly?" A scowl marred Demelza's remarkable features, and her right hand curled into a fist. "Should I take care of him for you?"
Demelza cast another knowing glance at her friend. Demelza saw no point in denying it anymore, but she knew perfectly well Daphne was affected by this as well, and would never admit it. Ever. It was the pureblood way to pretend everything was going normally, even when it wasn't. In a low voice, she said, "I know you're not doing well with it either. At least we're not alone."