*falters slightly (because wow, when you put it that way, it sounds, well...sort of awful)*
*isn't quite sure, either, when she thought it stopped being a House matter (when she and Esther both drew on Fountain resources to carry out their plot plan) and became simply a personal dispute*
Mrs. Tremblay
*swallows (and lowers her voice a little)* Sir (sir). That's exactly what I'm saying. *knowing perfectly well she's grasping at straws* As far as— *grimaces* —Lord Salgant is concerned, the House doesn't even come into it. *her eyes narrowing, her gaze growing flinty* He deserved it. You know he deserved it. He can harass me all he likes but I had to draw the line somewhere. I had to. It isn't right.