"Nay, I was able to go to the market on me own. Mrs. Peabody watched the babes for me in return for me doing the same for her. It's been nice to get out of the house once I healed." She stood up and put the little dress on the arm of the settee, absently going over to the fireplace and picking up the little handmade toy that Clover had given to her, admiring it for a moment, and then straightening the clock out like it was crooked. A clock Pony would not recognize if he even noticed it. "The people of Whitby are lovely... Tis much calmer here than the last place we were at, and certainly no ghosties to chase you around." She was stalling on telling him about Fred. Ahh, Fred... Just thinking about him made her eyes soft and far away as she dropped her hands from the clock.