Violet smiles, amused by the irritation in Jade's voice. She listened closely and could barely smell the salt of his tears. "So he's mourning.." She whispered, before coughing and making her voice raspy and old-sounding. "Mind your manners boy, before I get my trusty wooden paddle and whack your rump until it's beet red!"<br/><br/>She couldn't hold back her snickers, opening the door and striding in without invitation, closing it softly behind her. "Good, wasn't it?" She asked, referring to her 'flawless' imitation. She gave a smile, hoping to make Jade do the same.