Shocked, Sarah stared at him for a few seconds; this wasn’t was she was expecting when she saw him come in. she took a closer look at him and noticed the beads of sweat on his forehead, his hands alternating between loose and firm clenched fists, he was blinking fast and his eyes darting around the room but not resting on her; and she relaxed. At that point, she didn’t know why but he looked so young and unsure -like he was in for a job interview. She knew then that he wasn’t there to accuse her of anything.
“I’m settling in quite well. Thank you” she smiled a bit and after waiting for a few seconds watching him look like he was having an internal battle with himself, she took it as her cue to fill in the silence
“Uhmm, do you need me to do something for you?” she asked, tentatively. The fact that he appeared nervous and harmless didn’t mean that he still didn’t hate her
“No, not at all. Uhm, I came to tell you dinner was ready” he looked like he wanted to say more; Sarah was sure he didn’t come all the way just to tell her dinner was ready but she didn’t push further. She couldn’t risk another outburst.