If she didn't need a parent's involvement to get herself here, Emrys had no idea why she wanted her father as an escort to take her home. Wasn't their house big enough for her to just avoid Ambrosia for an hour or so? He'd been avoiding Christobal the majority of the time and he didn't think his house was quite so large as his brother's, since it had the distinction of being the Selwyn family estate. On the other hand, it was full of children and bastards, so it might have felt much smaller than Emrys' spacious Bristol manor. That didn't given anyone from his brother's house the right to come and use his like an extension of their parlor, however.

"Well, you know I do enjoy your visits," Emrys lied; he was still not even entirely sure whether this was one of his legitimate nieces or not, but was leaning towards not based on her description of his sister-in-law. "But how long do you think that will be? I do have another engagement in... well, by now it must be less than an hour," he said, fishing his pocket watch out of his pocket so that he could check the time. He didn't have anything coming up, but he would gladly create something just to get his unexpected visitor out of the house (and poor Christobal out from under the table).