Edgar feels so tense as she walks beside him that she can't help wondering if he's about to turn right back around and actually start throwing punches. Just to get him moving, she wraps one arm delicately around his back and nudges him toward the door, not speaking up just yet.

Out in the cool evening air however, she speaks quietly enough close to his ear that she can only hope Erik isn't listening in. Inadvertent eavesdropping is such a curse.

"If you ever have any problems here, you can come and talk with me, darling. I don't want to have to eject anyone if I don't have to so I'm glad you held your temper.