<em>"Yea, dad...can we talk for a bit?. I don't want to tell you some of the things on the family dinner table, I mean Mom knows mostly all but I want to talk to you in private".</em><br/><br/>"Of course, honey."  Jacob said, moving to close the bedroom door as Elizabeth sat.  Once the door was closed to help establish the private setting his daughter was wanting, he joined his daughter on her bed.  Sitting rather than standing would help put them on a more even keel while sitting side by side took away any sense of confrontation that may have been present had he faced her directly.<br/><br/>His hand went to her knee reassuringly as he looked to meet her gaze.  His voice was soft and comforting when he spoke, ready to listen as Elizabeth spoke her mind.  "What's on your mind?"