Breanna stared up at her would-be savior from the day before and cursed her wool gathering. How could she not have noticed him? His perfect looks alone should have made him stand out. Um É hello, why do I keep thinking of him as perfect? Handsome is, as handsome does, or so she'd heard say. Bet you he does it well. She quickly hushed her naughty inner voice.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, a question he echoed at the same time.
The tall wizard laughed. "It would seem we think alike. I was here researching a matter. I do apologize for not noticing you and almost running you over."
Breanna smiled back. It was kind of funny. "I'm here researching something too. Anyway, sorry, I didn't notice you either." Ha, bet he doesn't hear that one often.