"I should go deal with that," Angus said.
"Give her a minute," Robert said. "Let her finish her discussion with Nigel. She's headstrong, and that isn't a bad quality if its channeled in the right direction. She's new at a lot of this, and the situation with Nigel is still living in her head. Let her follow this through, and then you can talk with her." Angus sighed, frustrated.
"You have your demons and she has hers," Robert said. "We'll weather them out together, one step at a time. She wants a discussion with Nigel as her next step. Give her a little space first."
Nigel was in his room, and he was doing documentation about the wellbeing of Robert, Edward, Michael, and Angus case files he was keeping on each one of them. He had finished his documentation of Michael and Edward and was just finishing documentation of Robert's case, depositing the file in a locked valise that was open on a writing table in his room. His tea had grown cold, but having had more than his share of mugs of tea gone cold, he barely noticed it was cold, and he took a sip of it before setting the mug down on the writing table.