Early America

Will

I hesitate before looking up at her, "Isa, wait."

Isa

I freeze and turn to him, "Yes?"

Will

I study her, hesitating again, before walking up to her, "I don't know what you're expecting of me."

Isa

I don't respond right away, "Just guess. I came out here, willing to talk, and all you give me is additude. Figure out the puzzle."

Will

I study her again, "I'm no good at puzzles, Isa. And i didn't give you attitude. I don't want to remember what pushed me to leave. I don't want to remember the one thing that made me dread coming home. That moment... I don't want to remember us that way."

Isa

I study him, "Just figure it out then."

Will

I study her once more before shaking my head and taking a step back, turning to head back into the building, "Great talk. Exactly what I came home for."

Isa

I shake my head at him, he's so stubborn. Changed so much. I walk into the abandoned tavern and sit at a table, sighing.

Will

I head back into the ballroom and sit at a table, my arm aching.

Isa

I stay where I am, playing with the bandage on my arm.

Will

I watch everything for a little before sighing and leaving again, wandering around outside.

Isa

I close my eyes for a second, tired.

Will

I pass the abandoned tavern and hesitate before walking inside, knowing Isabel is there. I stay by the door, looking at her for a moment before looking away, "I don't understand why you can't just tell me."

Isa

I open my eyes and glance by the door before looking away, "Because it's obvious."

Will

I lean against the door and look down, "No, it's not. Not to me."