"Now Rose, when Primo Cozart is here you're going to."
"Be on my best behavior, and not speak unless spoken to." the little girl recited.
"Good, now come on, it's dinner time and don't you pick your food, eat it all this time."
"Yes ma'm." Rose nodded, following after the women to the dining room.
"Rose." brown eyes met warm auburn, Primo Cozart held his arms open expecting her to rush to him for a hug like always but she didn't move from her position beside the women. He frowned and looked at the women, "Forgive me for not knowing, but who are you?"
"I'm her Nanny Emily Renoire." she introduced, "it is an honor meeting you Primo."
He waved off her introduction, "Will you be joining us?"
"If you do not mind."
"Of course not." he sent Rose another look before he helped seat the two females before sitting down himself. While dinner was being laid out he looked over at Rose once again, "Rose, how have you been."
"I've been okay." she replied. Cozart couldn't help when a deep frown distorted his handsome features. "Are you okay Rose?" on a closer inspection of her he noticed a few flaws…she was thinner than the last time…and it wasn't a healthy kind of thin either…her usual pink cheeks were a pale color and her hair even looked pale…there was no light in her eyes.
"I'm fine." she said, he still didn't believe it.
He focused his gaze on the nanny, wasn't it her job to keep her healthy and happy. "Explain this?"
Emily looked at him, "She's been worried sick about Vongola Primo and the guardians, and it has been affecting her health."
Cozart didn't trust this women…but it didn't sound like a lie. It could very well be the truth. Throughout dinner he kept a close eye on Rose, he rarely said anything, and only spoke if spoken to, she barely ate either…it made him worry.