Awkward silences were kind of, well it was in the name. It was happening with Anatole. Circe continued driving towards the next farmer's market site to the West before scowling eyes seeing red. Not focused on Anatole or the past but literally seeing red. At lot of break lights. Which were then joined by flashing blue and red lights. Fingers tapped the steering wheel in greater speed.
Circe growled. Then decided something, "Screw it!" and does a three point turn before heading to somewhere that was open and serving customers. "Oi, Anatole? Ya like pie right?"
The Fairest may be bipolar. Or really over compensating to avoid talking about things she didn't like to talk about with proto friends.