Vanya had, in fact, planned to be gone all afternoon. He'd ridden faster than he'd noticed, though, attempting to clear his head and not doing an especially good job at it. At least he'll be tired enough to sleep that night, he thinks idly as he approaches home. He's sure he'll find something else to do with the afternoon.

When Madame Orlova hears the rider too, she straightens, though not abruptly. Her tone is still warmly amused as she observes, "Well since you miss my husband so often, if there's anything you have to say to him, it seems to be your lucky day." Certainly there's no reason Lazar shouldn't want to see Vanya Orlov, her framing suggests, though the amusement in her eyes betray that guilelessness is deliberate.