Oh Moana. Riza felt bad dumping this in the young girl's lap, but sometimes things didn't work out the way you would like them to. Most of Riza's life had been a lesson in that. She took a breath, calming herself again and willing herself to stop. She'd had a lot of practice in doing that over the years.

"It's all right, Moana. I really appreciate your concern." She considered the offer and pulled her coat a little more tightly around herself, "I'd...actually like to stay out here a little longer. It's quite for the moment and if I go back to the inn it might just be more questions." She wouldn't admit it, even to herself, but there was a small part that secretly hoped if she lingered by the fountain a little longer she might see him again.