Now that they had tea, and Ari's housekeeper was gone, Zelda was really feeling the full beam of her eldest brother's attention. It was already starting to make her a little uncomfortable - and, perhaps, even more guilty than she felt when she first got here. She shifted in her seat. If she waited long enough, would Ari figure it out on his own?

Obviously he wouldn't. Which meant that she was going to have to tell him, and she was going to have to look at his face when she did tell him, and she was not looking forward to finding out whatever expression it would make.

"Not as busy as you," she said, wrinkling her nose at him, "Which is to say that people hardly ever bleed on me. But work's been good." Zelda took a sip of her tea.

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