She did sit down. She did feel better off of her feet for the moment, but she seemed to grow happier just being in the kitchen.

"Indeed..." pause... "Did you know that its said the kitchen is the heart of the house? Whoever said it was correct... I know now more than ever. I don't think I can go back to the life I was living... I don't think being pampered endlessly would make me happy when there is something to be said about when one accomplishes things they were never supposed to learn... I learned who I am in this kitchen... I learned that I could do for myself much quicker if I do not have another doing it for me.

"I am not helpless. You taught me some of that. Foolish at times, but that is how I learned to do better. I am a lot less frightened today than I have felt since my family died. Regardless of whether it is said or not, have no doubt in your mind that you are my brother and I love you as such. It can be a secret or open, it won't change, not ever." Then she sat up straight while saying, "I know you enough to know the scandal this might be to you, but I don't think I care this time only hecause I think you need to know." No, she had not read his mind, it was just on her mind since the Zimmermans left.