"Jealousy and revenge," Rosie says, trying for a pointed, stern look, anything to alleviate that last bit of hesitancy in Neil's smile. "And even if you didn't take them, somebody did. Whoever designed things that way in the first place."

She lets out a breath, heavy enough that it's almost a sigh. "Now go, and let me get dressed, and then I'll make us some breakfast before we go shopping?"