Dahlia's eyes locked onto Mr. Honeyduke's as he reassured her all was right. That it all was alright. Hopefully her sister had seen the whole thing (giant goose included) and understood the situation. Perhaps she was even acquainted with Mr. Honeyduke. Dahlia nodded at his words, giving herself a moment to stop and think. He was right, it was alright, she hadn't been kidnapped, she was still in her body, and things could most certainly be very much worse.

As her pulse slowed and Mr. Honeyduke swept her truffles into a box, Dahlia began to feel foolish again. He probably thought her prone to hysterics now - or worse, as a child. She flushed pink again and took another sip of her lemonade to cool off. How foolish she had been and now, when she had so hoped to have a chance just like this after their letters, she had gone and botched it all. "Home." She agreed, after all her sister had likely gone home first to tell their parents and drop off the kids if she'd had to go to the shop after.

As she stood up she tried to discreetly look at where the goose had bit him, but he was standing facing her so instead she had to peer into his face instead. "Are you sure you're alright?" She asked, concern written on her feautures.