Amelia turned to Rex.
"I'm sorry... it looks he's really in a tight situation right now."
"It's okay," Rex said in a low voice. "Don't push him too much."
The look she gave him at that moment was one he had been anticipating, reflecting the expression of someone whose trust in another person had shifted from provisional to more settled.
"I really am sorry," she said. "You came this far just to check on him."
"Don't be sorry," Rex said. "He needs all the time he needs, and the rest will come when it does."
[AMELIA BRIGHTSOUL — DESIRE LEVEL: 31 → 47/100]
They left the hallway and went to the main sitting room. Amelia easily put the kettle on, as if she were someone who ran her house well and without fuss.
The sitting room now had the feel of the afternoon. The light had changed since they got there, and Rex realized they had been talking and walking for longer than the morning felt like it should have.
