Shortly after arriving from a gathering that tested both his endurance for nonsense and his ability to behead literal ministers of the very heaven who still had a long way to go before accepting him. He returned, surprised to find the whole house empty, including her room.
He felt weird because he had been rehearsing the entire way on how to explain to her that it wasn't his fault.
He checked their private garden, the little wooden bridge, and under and found not even the slightest trace of her flowery scent lingering in the air. He found no sign of her returning from her morning training and probably rushing out back to do something equally important.
If so, she would have found her little creative way in letting him know about it and easing him of his worries.
