"It is not better Minnie..." Neville steamed for a moment and calmed himself. She was out alone the night she was turned, how was Neville going to be able to rest at night with his daughter being alone in a flat when she had a large home and an ever-growing family to be around her. "You think you're dangerous to us don't you?" he said quietly and sighed, rubbing his face and looking at Hannah after Minerva explained that she'd already gone looking, that she'd been thinking of this for a while.
As much as he would be happy if this were other circumstances, happy that his daughter took the initiative to find a place for herself and make her way in the world, but now... now he was terribly uneasy. He wondered what Hannah thought about all of this.
"I don't know about this Minerva." He watched his daughter and knew he was never able to refuse her, part of the reason he was to blame for all of this, being too lenient and wanting to spoil her. "I'd like to take a look at this place. If that's where you want to live, I want to see the neighbourhood and the building... and the landlord..." he went on and that was probably as much as she was going to get in the form of a 'yes'. He had to approve before he let his daughter go. This must be how Hannah feels every time Frankie goes to school every year.