Still in a state that he could not put words to, Robin allowed his sister to maneuver him into a lesser-used sitting room. This was not his childhood home, after all, but altogether their father's domain; he was a guest here, even more than he was family.

"Father had a stroke," he stated, eyes looking to hers for confirmation of this fact, once they were situated. "Father had a stroke—that is impossible, and my head, it... it swims and—" Robin looked down at his sister pitifully, desperately in need of guidance.