The silence was what immediately followed her question.
This time, Louisa did not feel up for games. So she made a sharp turn to face him directly. Not much had changed about his appearance, she was amazed. He was still the tall, lanky young man she had met just yesterday. Except yesterday was well over two months ago.
"You have to answer me, Simon. What have you come to do in my town? Is it raining again? Is your boss seated in his fancy coach somewhere? Has he sent you to me to convince me to come under his shade? Or he wants to find out more about Giselle from me?"
Simon was somewhat overthrown by her string of questions but he wasn't unprepared for any of her reactions. Before they had set out to Griffinwald at all, Rochester had asked him to tell him a rough estimate of all the probable ways that girl might react to seeing him again.
