Lysander smirked menacingly as he stared at the colors through the brandy at the sound of Eward nearly choking on the rough liquid. Dandy he thought to himself but the smirk faded and he took a deep breath and downed some of the brandy. "Never in my life, Eward.. never has a woman ever sent me such mixed signals.." he grunted and shook his head, now looking at his brother. A heart to heart. How odd for them.
"I fear I made a mistake by allowing Amandine and Oliver to move in.. Atleast I did it for the wrong reasons."