She gave a small smile of acknowledgement at his congratulations, but didn't mention it. She didn't like talking about Verity—as it usually seemed with an older sister who was infinitely more charming than herself, taking about her tended to bring out Grace's own failings. Although she wasn't sure what they could talk about, seeing how they were in line and Mr. Echelon-Arnost seemed ready to go. She felt her heart sink in her chest, yet she wasn't sure why.
"Oh, well," she said with uncertainty, her eyes moving from the line of people to the shop, "I think there's other shops with shorter lines. Maybe you'll have luck there?" she asked, meeting his gaze again.
"Oh, well," she said with uncertainty, her eyes moving from the line of people to the shop, "I think there's other shops with shorter lines. Maybe you'll have luck there?" she asked, meeting his gaze again.
