"The fact I'm early does not condone the way you...enjoy each others company in such fashion. You barely know each other for crying out loud..." he kept himself collected and his  voice tone flat. He was not the type to get riled up and on the other hand, he couldn't without hurting himself.<br/><br/>Alexander raised a hand before she replied. "Still, i know you are a woman, not a child. This behaviour...at least try to make it private, the risk of being discovered is exciting but not proper for a lady of your upbringing. Neither for a man of your position, Ambassador." he said rubbing his brow with the thumb and middle finger. "And I'm not in a condition for such surprises." he muttered the last with his eyes closed.<br/><br/><em>“Oh, Daddy!”</em>He looked up at her exclamation. He had almost forgot his current condition. "I'm okay, sweetie, I'm..." he was interrupted by the rush of her words. He allowed her to raise his arms and look at him. "Calm down, you are going to have a nervous breakdown, I'm okay, the wounds aren't as bad as they look, I'm just roughed up."<br/><br/>He sighed, noticing she was already too riled up to calm down. From which side of the family she got that he didn't know, her mother had been almost as collected as he was. "Now, now, don't wake up the household." he said with a sigh and sat down, and then laid down to please her. He saw Helen arrive with the first aid kit and shook his head at her. "Miss, I'm afraid your father already asked me to not intervene with his wounds..." she muttered again biting her lip.<br/><br/>He saw her slump on the floor and got down, beside her, raising her chin up to look at her eyes. "I'm okay, calm down." his voice was firm but gentle. "A petty thing like these wounds won't bring your father down, you now I'm too stubborn for that. Helen, bring my daughter some tea, one for calming her down please."<br/><br/>Alexander hugged her until she felt she had calmed down enough and got up, helping himself with the couch. "I won't kick you out of my estate, but I'd rather not find you two like that again." he stated looking at Diego. "I will go and take a bath and dress my wounds. Make sure she drinks the tea, and help her up, i can't right now." He walked back to the door, making his best to compensate a slight limp so he wouldn't worry his daughter more. He tough something and looked back with a grin. "Help her up first, then the tea." With that Alexander left the room and headed for his own, where a warm bath waited for him.