"If Khaat and Brian join us, she won't be strong enough to be at the table. I would imagine Brian will make her comfortable on the sofa. And he probably will sit with her. I don't know if she's that strong to hold a cup for very long yet. She's working on it, though," Kate said. "Robert didnt' expect her to do nearly this well yet. If she were muggle, she might well have died by now. She is fortunate she has the constitution of the wizarding people."
"She's fortunate she has her father," Michael said quietly. "Or the wizarding constitution wouldn't mean a damn, Kate. And you know it."
"I know," Kate said, as Angus set breakfast on the table for everyone. But Kate had a darker thought on her mind. If the others were in too much of a hurry to bring the kids home, then there was a chance they would bring them home before Khaat was hidden in her room again. If they were brought home before Khaat were hidden again, there was an excellent chance that the kids would be horrified, and no one wanted that.
And right now, it was good for Khaat to be out of her room. It was good for her to get used to faces and people that she knew before. But she and Robert and Brian all knew that before the kids could possibly come home, Khaat had to be shut away from everyone in her room again to avoid frightening the children--especially her own children who were accustomed to the mother they knew. Kate did not want her grandchildren frightened by the ghastly looking woman their mother had become. On the other hand, she deeply hated how Khaat had to be shut away from the people she needed the most to avoid terrorizing her own children, either because of how badly she looked or because she didn't remember them in the slightest.
Kate had thought that perhaps it might be better for Brian to take Khaat away for a few days in order to let her at least get on her feet without having to exist in her bedroom. She hadn't had a chance to discuss it with Brian or Robert yet, but she was sure it had already crossed their minds.