Used as she was to there forever being someone on her periphery, it was some time before Anne noted that she was anything but alone. Brow creased with concern and confusion over what she had read, she had at last lifted her head and then drew a quick breath, the only indicator that she'd been at all startled to find such a familiar face lingering nearby.

Deeper confusion filled her features as she reached calmly amongst the folds of her skirt and felt the key still heavy in a hidden pocket. She had locked the door behind her, she had been certain of it.

"Have you followed me?" she asked, less accusatory than worried. It was his duty to see to her safety, after all.