Evelyn stood after Mithias did, but did not move further away. For a rabbit cornered with a fox, she didn’t act afraid. She once again glanced at his items, seeing the picture closer, and blushing a tad when he mentioned that the girl was not a romantic interest. She must have been looking too closely and he’d wanted to answer the question in her mind. She was indeed surprised a lady would want to murder him though. [b]”Kill you? Sounds a bit like an ex-lover thing to do,”[/b] she said with a light hearted smile, moving to sit on the edge of the bed as he put on her late husband’s shirt. She hesitated at his question, looking at the shirt, then his eyes before answering, not looking away. [b]”Yes, I did,”[/b] she said quietly, knowing the question begged more details. [b]”He was a professor and I was his student. We met in London where I grew up with a rather dull existence, consisting of books and manners. But for some reason he found me appealing. We married and decided to move here to start our family, but he was trampled rather horribly by a carriage during our move. So, I stay alone now,”[/b] she said. Emotion was only shown through her eyes as she spoke, not a wrinkle of sadness permeating her skin.