"Tea would be lovely.  Why don't you go make some, while Walter tells me about his week," Alyssana suggested, neatly splitting the two brothers apart.  While Finnegan headed to make tea, she had Walter take her back into the lab.  She'd been there before, and knew to be careful of the various vials and tools.

However, her demeanor changed into something less amicable and far more serious once in the lab proper.  With Finnegan off making tea, she'd earned herself several minutes without him butting in.  "Walter, while I do want to hear about your week, I must confess that is not my only purpose in coming.  I want to know what exactly your brother did to poor Miss Ashton.  By all accounts she's an intelligent woman, yet she could barely string a proper sentence together when he introduced her to me."  It had been painful to witness, painful to think of, and the matter had been bothering her for some time.  If it was Finnegan at fault, she'd need to find a way to make sure he understood the gravity of the sin he'd committed.