Max merely nodded to Emma's words. She was owning her mistakes and errors, which was refreshing in one of Charles's students.
But then again, she wasn't one of Charles's students. Not that he could recall.
"I think the young lady here could use some pain relief and a quiet dark room to lay down in." he said, finishing off his cup of tea. "Oh, and would you care for some tea?" he asked genteely.