She could tell that it was a bit strained. Well she didn't blame him. No one wanted to be told that their mind was being messed with. That no one was telling them that it was happening, and no one knew how to really fix it.
"Oh you know it's no problem. I'm always glad to see you. And we can talk now, finally. I mean if you want." She smiled again and then headed down to the living room and went to sit. "Do you want a drink? Or anything? Make yourself comfortable."