I made it clear whatever the price is, it’ll be paid. [ He didn’t care. Lyney knows the end goal: his sister alone bearing his responsibility and his brother left falling short. His Father was not happy to lose their prized agent, their child (or lamb) straying too far from them.

For now: Father has no eyes here.

So… the offer of tea after a long day sounds more acceptable than he would like. He was a fan of it, often enjoying afternoon sweet sips or calming cups when his nerves were shot.

Neither of those were the reason why he says: ]

I’m starting to think you’re lonely for company if you keep asking.

[ It was light, but he nods. ]