He grinned, pushing other thoughts from his head, as he helped her to her feet.<br/><br/>The interruption was... unfortunate, though only Violet heard the mental hiss of displeasure, before he leaned against her for a moment, apologizing, the weariness of having to once again toss his own wants to the side to keep the peace flashing across the mental bond for a fraction of a second before he was back to being polite and calm, the mask back on. He promised to catch up with her later, while he thanked the children for letting him know, and diverting toward the common room. His temper was a bit frayed, but he kept that from showing as he nodded to the messenger. "Greetings. What does your mistress request from me?"