Mrs. Mulciber had taken too long. Warwick could tell that something was wrong. However, part of him was hesitant to ask any further. She wasn't his wife, or one of his sisters. Perhaps her own husband would ask her later, if she still had such troubles on her mind.

Looking at the paper that she gestured to, he began to see why she could be so rattled. "A tragedy indeed. I'm sure it was an accident." He assured, giving a polite smile to the lady. Hopefully that would put some ease into Mrs. Mulciber's mind.