Too familiar, Anne, her mind launched up, a part of her staunchly unwilling to assume that there was no one of consequence to witness them here. Even so, her fingers squeezed reassuringly against Aramis' arm, and she did not draw away. They were perhaps balancing upon the edge of propriety, but surely there could be nothing obviously untoward about walking together, even so close as this.

"Indeed," she quietly agreed. "Have you been here long?"