You don't honestly think I had something to do with your grandson's disappearance? I saw you and Cassiopeia asking after him. I assumed he'd got frightened after all that network unpleasantness and gone into hiding. He wouldn't be the only one trying to fly under the radar.
Francesca's safe, thank you. I'm her mother, I can't help but worry, but she's far better off here than alone in Chicago.