A quick hot air charm had her dress and robes dry and the fabric warm against her skin in a moment. She was ready to offer the charm to Murdock when his face changed like the weather had, his shoulders slumping under some weight she couldn't see.

The warmth she felt at the use of her given name chilled quickly when she caught sight of his face. He looked more as she suspected he did when facing some criminal in interrogation, not at all the way he'd begun to look at her. Neither of them was adept at discussing emotions, as they learned when it took them both to reach the landmark of courtship, but there was no delight in his eyes now, nothing loving.

"Has something happened? Have I done something to upset you?" Titania ran through the past five months in moments, the days since they were last together at the Dueling Exhibition. What could she have done to change his mind? Was there something he had done? That seemed impossible, her - and she'd come to think of him as hers - noble, witty, kind Murdock wasn't the sort for vice and double lives. She was so certain.

Calling on the courage she had and her own concern for him, she stepped around him, approaching with care before reaching a hand gently for his. If he was about to break her heart, she would have it happen with her hand in his. "Murdock, whatever you need to say, I want to know. I will listen, I swear it. Just, please tell me what is wrong."

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