Daff nearly bristled at the worry. It sent her back pin straight and her teeth on edge, but she knew now, with better understanding, why everyone was worried. She managed to settle herself quickly and took another sip of her tea. She would like for Zinnia to visit more often, she could use the company. Daff wondered if she should put more of a conscious effort into finding a roommate. That would help, certainly.

"The shop is doing well." It was her that was the mess, but how to lead into it gently? Maybe there was no gentle in this anymore. "I'm, well, I've been better." She admitted finally, glancing at Zinnia over her tea and then up at the carnations on the mantle. Another popped into existence and she sighed softly. "I think," Daff stumbled over how best to articulate her problems but struggled to put to words anything she could think of. It was the same with the letters. There was just so much to explain and she really needed to just get it all out.

Realizing she'd left the sentence hanging, she peered at Zin again. "I think I may have made a mess of my courtship and it's killing me." It was eating her from the inside out and she didn't know how to fix it. But Merlin did she want to. She wanted to explain everything and apologize over and over again, but she didn't know if she would get the chance.