"There is nothing to tell," she said, stirring at the hot stew and letting it cool. He hadn't even asked for her name yet, no introductions made and he wanted her to trust him. Still, she filled a cup for herself of coffee, adding sugar for herself, then some cream. She only added enough to dilute the strength, the coffee was still scalding hot within the carafe. She fidgeted as she waited for things to cool down to cook, quite aware of his gaze upon her. Her mouth became a line as she continued to avoid staring back at him.