Gem shifted her weight when he stepped closer, putting herself another inch or two out of reach. It wasn't a retreat - not yet - but she wasn't sure she wanted him touching her right then. She wasn't sure of anything. Part of her wanted nothing more than to slap him and be left alone. Another part of her ached for the familiar warmth of his hand just as strongly. It was a confusing, maddening combination that left her feeling raw and agitated, consumed by warring desires and instincts.

"A few weeks? It has been nearly two months." She could narrow it down to exact days and hours, but she didn't. Shaking her head she turned her gaze away, trying to focus on something in the far distance. Trying to ignore the fact that she was beginning to tremble but from what she didn't know. "A lot can happen in that time frame."