Della nodded, eyes suspiciously bright, then took Tessa by the shoulders and leaned up to press a quick kiss to her forehead. "Go on now," she said quietly. "It'll work out, Miss, you'll see."
Overcome by a rush of affection for the woman, Tessa flung her arms around her in a brief, tight hug. Swallowing a sob, she broke away and took Tobias's had again. "Not goodbye," she repeated the werewolf's sentiment, giving the cook a small, shaky sort of smile as they moved passed her.
She found herself practically glued to his side as they came out to the gardens, glancing around for Mia, the part of her mind that was still functioning logically blessing Della for thinking to send her daughter on such an errand even in the midst of this whole mess.
As if summoned by her thoughts, her maid suddenly slipped through the doors and clutching a rather threadbare travel pack- where had she even gotten that? She threw Tobias a quick look, but her attention was mostly on Tessa as she thrust the bag out. "Here. Just some things Mum thought might make this easier."
She took it, starting, "Mia-"
"Don't." The younger girl held up a hand with a wry, forced smile. "If you start, I'm gonna start crying, and then you're gonna cry and we don't have time." She turned her attention fully to Tobias now. "Get her away from here. We'll try to talk them down, but he really will call the guards- you wanna be long gone when that happens."
Tessa clung a little tighter to him at that, but she knew Mia was right. Not knowing what else to do or say, she simply murmured, "Thank you."