Caius dropped his head and looked at her in almost astonishment. It was his turn then to study her and there was a bit about her expression that almost reminded him a little bit of Abigail.

"This is mine." A rhetorical question, really. It was one thing to know he'd been there before, another to be told he'd been there long enough to make friends with people and this woman.

It begged the next question to be asked.

"Exactly how long was I hear last time?"