Rodolphus sat as well, eyeing the dark haired beauty as she timidly shied away from him. Tilting his head suddenly, he called her over to him, his expression now just the slightest bit font.
"There's my good girl." He touched the mark he had left on her face with some care, "Do you wish to talk of the children all night, or, if you can walk again, show me why exactly you followed me here?"