"I guess I am." She was usually so busy helping everyone that it just stayed way down in the buried place, and, well. Everything else. But the buried place was up on the surface today, and it seemed like there was very little she could do to control it, even if she had known he was married. Where she came from, he wasn't, but was all the same off limits to her in some way. "Is it?" she wondered, then: "I guess so. I know it isn't always. But it's nice to think about it."

She considered the implications of this, and nodded. "I should've known. It was my own fault." She made a mental note to herself: don't eat the food again unless you know who prepared it. "I'm sure it'll be fine."