He hesitated and then placed a booted foot on the couch next to her hip and leaned toward her. "She's been...corrupted by a very dangerous being."
"Can she be helped?" She frowned at his boots on her couch. "And take your foot off the couch."
He shrugged, a faint smile on his face, and sank down next to her. "No, she's barely human now."
"I'm going to change and then I'll make us some tea." She fixed him with her sternest gaze. "Then you will tell me everything." This time he wouldn't fob her off or mess with her mind.
Laboriously, she made her way upstairs, hating the limp that always reminded her of the accident and losing her cousin. In her room, she took of her makeup and put on more comfortable clothes.