She exhaled softly, feeling guilty for making Triton sad, but at the same time, she was relieved that there weren't any news. No news meant that things hadn't got worse, after all.
Triteia squeezed her father's hand and smiled, trying to look as reassuring as possible when she said, "He's fine, then. And he'll come back when he can." Sooner rather than later, she added silently, as she opened the door and led them inside.
"Grandmama decided to stay on the beach. I... can go fetch her if you like?"