She doesn't know what... this thing they've got going between them is. A truce, maybe? Whatever it is, it still has her off-footed with him, but in a much less aggressive way than she'd been at the start. So, progress, right? It's something.

"I found something of yours in that giant house on the end of town that miraculously decided to let us visit it." She says easily, walking up to join him under the tree, depositing the book on his chest and leaning against the tree. "Got a memory that belongs to you, too." Ainsley is nothing if not directly to the point.