Hushed Willows Shake The Willows

He quickly took a couple steps, meeting her lopsided pace easily with his surer strides. Stark had a lot of things just mulling about in his head, but he glanced over at the woman briefly before his blue eyes were set in front of them, not even bothering to assume where they might be headed just based on the direction they were going. "It's been a bit," He hummed out. "Anything new?"

He hadn't seen much of her since the whole thing with her mother. There was no chance that Nova Rose hadn't told Grace her no doubt poor opinion of the dark male, but, he wouldn't hold it against Grace. She wasn't responsible for her mother's behavior. Stark didn't expect Grace to blindly follow her mother's whims either, she was her own woman after all.