Aimé nodded, unable to meet Antoine's eye. He knew he had taken a risk visiting Mercedes but he had been so frightened. The idea of Mercedes dying had shaken him up more than he wanted to admit, and his own inability to do anything for fear of his brother and Lord Hurst's disaproval had shamed him greatly.
"I know we did, Antoine. But this is different. He was shot." Aimé said, already regretting the words.