The damage done to Pietro's physicality hadn't gone unnoticed. It seemed he was walking the fine line of broken and helplessness. Regan smiled wryly and nodded. "Apparently your father doesn't know I'm the bad influence," she winked, her smile broadening at the irony. Looking him over, Regan clicked her tongue disapprovingly. He really did look a lot different than she remembered. "I'm thinking some time away from the manor will do you some good."