"Its just business, sweetheart..." he muttered looking away from the fire to smile at her. "An old client I can't afford to lose." And can't, he thought for himself, feeling the places where he was bruised. He knew the consequences of not doing what they had asked, even though he didn't agreed much to their 'methods'. Still they paid well and the chance for discovery was enticing. Besides, according to them and the papes the subjects were there on their own volition, something he was beggining to doubt.<br/><br/>He noticed he had followed his thought a bit too much and shook his head to clear it. "I'm confident this is the last work I'll do for this client." He said smiling at Bella once more. He looked up when Helen arrived, glad for the interruption. "Thank you Helen." he said softly as she left the tea and the scones before leaving.<br/><br/>He rubbed her arm fondly, glad they could share some time as father and daughter. He reached for a scone and took a bite, leaving it on the tray to grab his tea. He took a sip and held the cup in his hand. "So what are your plans for tomorrow?" he asked in a casual tone, trying to get her mind off his state.