'If that's what you want, then I guess that's what I'll have to live with.' She lets him help her up, and then he's moving away again.

Well, that's promising. She sighs and looks toward the wardrobe, thinking she'd best put this scarf away somewhere safe.



Somewhere safe is right back in the pocket of the jacket she took it from.

'Do you know when you will be leaving?'

Because that's how she has to look at it. If he comes back, then she can be surprised and relieved. If he doesn't, well... She can't say she didn't expect the worst.