Swiftcurrent Creek Now you know I'm paper-thin

Reverie could see the stiffness to Arric's posture, and she wasn't sure what to make of it. Did he blame her for Lestan's departure? She couldn't imagine another reason, but it hurt to think that he might. She had tried, after all. She'd tried to speak with him, only it had felt like they had somehow come away from it with more unsaid words between them. Like they'd each started flipping through pages of the book, trying to land on the same one, unaware that they were moving in opposite directions.
But how could she explain that to Arric?
She only smiled a little sadly. Yeah, I am. Thank you for bringing food, Reverie shifted, aware of the tension between them but uncertain how to dispel it. Her name is Blossom. She added after a moment. And then, finally —
I did try, you know. To talk to Lestan, The elephant in the room. Reverie's voice was soft and careful as she spoke, and she only let the words sit in the air between them.