Xavier didn't exactly carry Master Rosier in his heart, with the way he'd treated Beau. Shipping him off to Aurelle was one thing, but the distance he'd maintained between them, that he could not excuse. And he'd stuck to it, so it wouldn't surprise him if he stuck to his anger with his daughter, either.
But still. Now the Rosiers were cut off from their two children. Surely even Master Rosier's heart could be softened by such a separation?
"What about Mistress Rosier?" he asked, glancing at Ophelia but immediately looking back at the road.