Adrienne, on the other hand, was someone who - more often than not - did not hold her questions back. If she wanted to know something, she tended to push beyond typical social graces, despite the etiquette lessons of her upbringing. And if she couldn't find what she needed the usual way, she had her abilities to fall back on.
In this case, she knew better than to try again so soon. She would respect his wishes out of preserving neighborly peace. However, the glimpse into his mind was intriguing enough, suggestive enough of power, that she took him seriously at his word. He seemed very pleasant, not even the type that was brimming over with false serenity and deadly cold calmness, but still he was powerful. She didn't need to go diving back into his head without permission to ascertain that.
"Shine," Adrienne repeated thoughtfully. She slowly took the hand he offered and took it. This time, she made sure not to pry. "I've never heard of it before, but there's a lot of that around here. I'm Adrienne. Adrienne Frost. But of course you already knew that."