"Oh, I am sorry, Dr. Wells," she said sincerely, "I went to the market and thought I would go look for Viktre one last time before I let it go to rest. I know I shouldn't have. I got sick while I was there and this man helped me. He was trying to make sure I got home alright. We also lost track of time from talking." She definitely did not look like she had been thoroughly seduced. she looked tired in a different way. "This is John Blacke and I was hoping to introduce him to you in the morning when we've had a chance to talk."

She glanced over toward John for a moment. The look wasn't one of someone smitten with someone else. It was a tired glance, really.