That frown. She almost wished she hadn't breezed past her marital status into pleasantries. Then she might have had more than a moment to wonder what in the world he could mean with that frown. But then again if there had been more time maybe all she would have found behind it was pity.

Her consolation prize was to watch him apparently ruffle his own feathers about the whole thing. She was content to sit there and watch him fumble through a number of curious admissions with a practiced placid expression. When he spontaneously offered that he was also unmarried amusement sliced through her composure and she relented.

"Oh come now, it's not all that bad. And you needn't worry - spinsterhood isn't catching." She made no effort to hide her mirth. Her status as official spinster had become her favorite joke and while she usually kept that joke to her family and close friends... he was a perfect exemption to that rule.

"Your face is perfect." she answered, indulging him as she slid a hand under one of his shoulders "Do you want to try and sit up?"

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