Dionisa was still stiff, but she knew she had to do something. Merely staring at Zelda would only cause more suspicion, only Zelda would assume she was doing something bad (which, to some, she might be, but she did not think this was objectively immoral).
"A few months' worth," she admitted, dropping her gaze to the desk. Perhaps she could play this off as a work-related communication—or maybe even a past friendship. Ben Crouch had a reputation for sure, but that did not mean every communication he had with women was inherently troublesome.
"A few months' worth," she admitted, dropping her gaze to the desk. Perhaps she could play this off as a work-related communication—or maybe even a past friendship. Ben Crouch had a reputation for sure, but that did not mean every communication he had with women was inherently troublesome.
