Abe went over and grabbed the dress from the girls hands and smiled. He gave her a nod and then turned to head to the kitchen. He couldn't worry about his son when there were things to be taken care of here. 

Ezra looked at her a bit confused. He watched his father leave them alone up front and his hand went back to his neck. She had seen something she wasn't supposed to, but he couldn't figure out what it was. He walked over and rested his hand on her head. He couldn't see her again, but that didn't mean he'd go back on his words from last night. He looked down at himself, he was quiet the mess and he was a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Marta. I honestly wasn't expecting you. I would have been more careful," he said, "We can stay in here for the remainder of the day. My father decided closing early would be best after I hurt myself. He'll be leaving soon and we can study in the back." He was a terrible liar.

He did his best to act normal, like he hadn't just been attacked again. Like his life wasn't flashing before his eyes and like he wasn't ready to sit down and cry from anger. He had to let her know he was okay, even if he wasn't. Her own body was shaking and he pulled her into a hug thinking it was from the wind. It had started to get a little colder and the winds picked up quiet a bit. 

"Hey...it' okay. Don't look so worried. You act like you were expecting me dead in here," he said with a small laugh to mask his own fears of that almost being true.

He tilted her chin up and gave her his best smile before kissing her forehead to show her that he was okay. He would pretend nothing was wrong and that he was just clumsy, if she asked he would deny as best he could, but with her it was hard to hold in the truth. She was in danger also, he thought, but telling her would cause a panic and she would probably do something dangerous.