She'd seen him go into the garden, but she'd never expected that Peter would actually stay there. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen and she went after him. From what she'd seen of him, fifteen minutes was an eternity. Besides, she'd been meaning to talk to him about Erik and warn him of the likelihood that he'd leave soon.

She wasn't sure whether she'd like him leaving or not, but she was pretty sure that Peter wouldn't be on board at all. So if he had something to say, he'd probably work up the nerve quickly.

She caught up to him as he was hobbling along the path. "How are you holding up?" she asked, nodding at the leg.