Her breathe caught at that, for a promise seemed a heavy weight but she nodded before he said anything further. Before this conversation Dahlia might have waved him away with a smile and dismissive comment. But now she considered it from a different point of view.

All this time Dahlia had considered Quin as any other suitor. He hardly seemed much older, but she was well aware of his reputation as an almost confirmed bachelor. He'd opened his shop when she had been a girl. The age difference hadn't mattered before (and it still didn't she resolutely determined) but what she hadn't considered was how his life was and how it would change. Her life had always been in flux with sisters moving in and out of the house and knowing she'd one day leave it too, but Quin hadn't experienced that. He'd been on his own and likely as set in his ways as her own father. She would need to work around that, or as he said, with him, to establish new patterns.

Finally, after a pause to truly consider it, Dahlia nodded. "I'll try. But...[/b] She bit her lip as she considered how to phrase it, "Will you try too? If I do something you don't like or...?" She waved her free hand abstractly again at a loss for the perfect work.