“Devils, Castlebar to Dublin is quite the change. Do you miss home?” Silas shifted in his seat next, rustling his paper. “Now who’s pestering her?” While Kat scoffed, Ivy smirked at him. “To be fair, I like her questions more than yours.” If she didn’t know any better, she’d think Silas was mildly offended by her assertion. Kat chuckled. “See?” Returning his attention to the article in front of him, Silas muttered, “Fine, chatter away at the poor woman.”
