"No. Mister Blacke had me sit down for a time and we talked," she murmured as she continued to work on the tea. She started to set a couple of cups out to be filled, the bells and whistles of the things he liked in his tea for him to choose from, and some of the scones were moved to warm up near the tea and was ready to be put on the plate as well as soon as the tea was ready. She did all of that silently before setting the items down on the table before even speaking again, so he had plenty of time to speak between her words if he chose to fill the silence at all. "And then because I felt myself light of head after being ill, he provided a meal for me. We would have probably lost more time talking, but I realized that I had made an error in timekeeping. But if anything, I've decided it's no longer worth it with me going to look for the fisherman. He's gone." She gave a shrug, calm as could be, dispassionate when speaking of the man who took her innocence.

She filled his cup then, and then hers before looking toward her soon to be former employer. "I am sorry to have worried you, I was only trying to come up with a solution to this predicament I am in and I let the time get away from me. I should have sent word the moment I was ill. It was irresponsible of me and there is no excuse." With that, she set things down and stepped back for him to seat himself if he desired.