"Oh, come on!" Nila said, exasperated, but unable to smile all the same. "Ser Patrick came to see you, and you're still acting all silly."
"Stephanie! David! Come now," Mrs Felder came to the door, calling after them, looking bashful at their misbehaviour. "Ah… Beam. Goodness, you look well. Nila said so – but I couldn't believe it for certain until I saw it myself. Myyyy, you've gotten even more handsome, haven't you?"
"Me?" Greeves said, affording a mock bow. "Why, thank you very much. You're looking beautiful yourself, Mrs Felder."
For some reason, Mrs Felder giggled at that, when everyone else would merely have shot a look filled with the highest level of disgust. In the place of her mother, Nila did just that, her eyes bearing untold accusations. Greeves accepted the frightening look with a mere shrug.
