A "thank you" was all that Arabella could muster in that moment.
There were questions her heart yearned to ask him, but her mouth remained sealed. The man had already shared enough about himself and his past, the last thing she wished to do was make him regret trusting her.
For the next few hours after that, the two of them worked together on the plants that lived at their mercy. Edgar only delegated the simplest of tasks to her of course, but it was more than enough.
They weren't groundbreaking or anything he couldn't do all on his own, but they at least, had the merit of keeping her mind from running wild.
Well, wilder than it already did.
Neither of them spoke much after their concise conversation about her father, but when the young woman sensed a pair of eyes on her back, no shiver ran down her spine. There was no shudder that overtook her body, no contractions through her muscles.
