Mr. Darrow did not strike Caroline as the type to take a job he had little feeling in. Indeed, he seemed passionate about his position, so much so that it did not surprise her in the least that he found the work rewarding. Indeed, when he explained it as he had it seemed a great deal less dull then she had originally anticipated it to be. Even if she was still rather unsure just what his job entailed. Was it all paperwork or did he end up apprehending individuals.
Her thoughts were pried away from such speculation by his gaze landing on her’s. There was a very clear double meaning in what he said and Caroline felt her stomach jump a tad to hear it. She had not anticipated such a bold statement from Mr. Darrow. If she had any doubts of his intentions they were gone now. Caroline gave him a smile, ducking her head slightly in the process as any polite young lady might at such a remark. “Nor should I expect you too.” Caroline demurred, her eyes bright in the dark, very clearly having indicated that she understood this conversation, and she too felt similarly.
Then Mr. Darrow looked away for a moment and Caroline wished he might have been bolder in that moment. But they understood each other, she felt, there was little reason to doubt that now.
His question, however, took her by surprise. “I, well, it may be rather foolish to admit, especially compared to such work as yours,” Caroline began, her mind spinning for an answer. With anyone else she might have blithfully spilled out some expected answer, but with Mr. Darrow, she found herself wishing to tell him the truth. “But I found a great deal of gratification in supporting my family.” That wasn’t quite right, but she pressed on intent on explaining herself. “Back home my family is close. We try to help each other, but we also try to help the less fortunate as much as we can. I used to help my mother plan charity events and organize drives as needed. My mother always wanted the help, but my brothers -” Caroline spread her hands out, understandably her brothers wouldn’t participate in such events. “Even now I try to support my brothers as best I can. It can be lonely to be away from everyone, but when I first came to London it was for my brother Shawn’s sake. I did not wish him to be alone after his ordeal and so I accompanied him here.” Caroline’s blush this time was not affected, and she found herself looking down the street. Sadly things were beginning to look incredibly familiar. “It may not be the same type of rewarding, Mr. Darrow, but it means a great deal to me.” Caroline braved looking back at his face, finding herself swallowing slightly, nervous to know what he might think of such a statement.
Her thoughts were pried away from such speculation by his gaze landing on her’s. There was a very clear double meaning in what he said and Caroline felt her stomach jump a tad to hear it. She had not anticipated such a bold statement from Mr. Darrow. If she had any doubts of his intentions they were gone now. Caroline gave him a smile, ducking her head slightly in the process as any polite young lady might at such a remark. “Nor should I expect you too.” Caroline demurred, her eyes bright in the dark, very clearly having indicated that she understood this conversation, and she too felt similarly.
Then Mr. Darrow looked away for a moment and Caroline wished he might have been bolder in that moment. But they understood each other, she felt, there was little reason to doubt that now.
His question, however, took her by surprise. “I, well, it may be rather foolish to admit, especially compared to such work as yours,” Caroline began, her mind spinning for an answer. With anyone else she might have blithfully spilled out some expected answer, but with Mr. Darrow, she found herself wishing to tell him the truth. “But I found a great deal of gratification in supporting my family.” That wasn’t quite right, but she pressed on intent on explaining herself. “Back home my family is close. We try to help each other, but we also try to help the less fortunate as much as we can. I used to help my mother plan charity events and organize drives as needed. My mother always wanted the help, but my brothers -” Caroline spread her hands out, understandably her brothers wouldn’t participate in such events. “Even now I try to support my brothers as best I can. It can be lonely to be away from everyone, but when I first came to London it was for my brother Shawn’s sake. I did not wish him to be alone after his ordeal and so I accompanied him here.” Caroline’s blush this time was not affected, and she found herself looking down the street. Sadly things were beginning to look incredibly familiar. “It may not be the same type of rewarding, Mr. Darrow, but it means a great deal to me.” Caroline braved looking back at his face, finding herself swallowing slightly, nervous to know what he might think of such a statement.