"Oh, Alistair," Katherine laughed. "If it was just being- being this." Her hand gently rested next to her heart, pressing down so that the fabric pulled against it, showing the outline of it for the first time that he'd seen it. "You don't need to comfort me. There are far worse things in my life, in anyone's life, than having a joker."
She sank down next to him, curling into the couch for a moment. "I didn't tell you because I expected you to act differently. Will this be a problem?"