[Richard raises a matching eye brow at Silco and his lips curl up in amused grin. It is quite interesting that he didn't mince his words about her. Normally he'd hear fathers try to appeal to their children's more positive traits, to their wits and bravery if the child was a boy, and to their beauty and grace if it was girl.]

Neither, actually. [Jinx hadn't exactly been the most polite encounter, and she had certainly tried to get under his skin but she hadn't really posed as a threat to Richard. More than she had came across as a brat who lacked manners.] She merely seemed to be quite worried for you.

[So, there was a pattern to this world's workings? He supposes it only makes sense. Just like clear weather after a stormy night.]

Does that mean that people will be let out as well?