Reginald raised an eyebrow as he took in this information, though he didn't manage to look surprised or alarmed. Stiff upper lip and all that. Surprise didn't often show on his features. He couldn't even manage to be surprised about Cecilia beating this man up. "I suppose if I should be surprised, but I'm not," he said. If any woman her size was capable, it would most certainly be her.
He smiled gently at Kiley. "In a cottage. It was very English, very reminiscent of a cartoon my children and grandchildren watch. I cannot say with certainty that it was in Great Britain, but it felt like it. Even the outlets were British. I was alone, save for one of those . . . what did you lot call them? Probing robots? From our exams. I had one of those there."