He laughed, a genuine, real laugh. The first time she had ever seen one come from him. It was eerily comforting. "Tell me about your time with my father today", he said, standing and walking around to lean against the fireplace, staring into it. So she did. She told him everything as if they were far closer than they actually were. But what did it matter? He probably had ways of knowing everything that was said and done in the manor anyway.