Arthur could be rather funny, and she'd almost forgotten that about him. Unfortunately, alot of the socialisng that Matilda found herself engaging in, was largely superficial. You spoke with the people that you mixed with, and you mixed with people because they were deemed to be a part of your circle. It was all stuff and nonsense in her opinion. The blonde was quite lost in thought when Arthur apologised.

[b]"I don't suppose that you have reason to apologise. You never told me that you would write..And even if you had, I think that you would have a valid excuse for not doing so."[/b] 

Matilda understood that Arthur hadn't simply been off sauntering about some estate in the Cotswolds. He had gone to war. And because of that, she was willing to cut the Major some slack.

[b]"Not to mention that it was quite a few years ago now."[/b] She added with a smile. Tea cup now empty, she stood and popped it back onto the table. There was a rather undesirable cramp that had settled into her bad ankle. Not one to complain though, she simply decided that the change of position could be quite helpful. 

[b]"Are you staying at the Barracks? Or residing with the Colonol? Alice told me that Mrs Hollyworth had taken a house not far from their own."[/b] The gaze flicked onto the Major in interest. It was hard not to wonder what might have been had they kept in contact. And it was also hard not to wonder what it would be like to kiss him. 

[i] Matilda, stop it[/i] 

It was merely a perfectly innocent curiosity.