There was red flushing against her cheeks in anger. She wasn't the bright-eyed child that everyone had grown to know (and in some cases wanted to kill). "Thank you," she choked down that lump in her throat, not pulling away from Pippa's touch. "I kind of already knew." It was just hard hearing it laid out in front of her. "I knew he had something to do with it," her voice was vicious.