"I have, no response." Maybe the owl hadn't found her, maybe she had chosen not to respond, Eugene really didn't know, but it was frustrating to say the least. He could see that Ailsa was starting to clue in and he was appreciative of that. They had been so good to him in spite of the nature of his marriage to their daughter and the surprise arrival of Theseus that even if Astrild never popped back up, he rather thought of them as extended family.

He simmered a little, reminding himself that this was not their fault- or his for that matter. "Of course, Sunday night dinner, Theseus and I will be there." They were still his grandparents and nothing would change that, regardless of his mother's involvement, or lack thereof. It would probably be a little awkward for some time, but he could suck it up and deal with it for the benefit of his son. People who chose to stay and be involved were welcome and he would make the effort to keep the relationship available to them.

"We'll see you then." He promised, giving them a passable smile, as he stood to excuse himself.