With heavy footsteps she led the way up the stairs to their flat and dropped her books with a deafening thud onto the side table in the sitting room, leaving her arms free to cross them over her chest before they could settle on her hips in what she was sure would be a convincing impression of her mother.

She had been mid-deep-breath when Tyb went and said something ridiculous and she rounded him with more fury that he had probably ever seen out of her. "Settling it, hmm?" She quirked an eyebrow at him, voice dangerously even as she alternated glaring at the two of them. "Adding brawling to our long list of public grievances does not seem like handling it, Tybalt." Merlin she loved him, but forethought was not his strongest suit, clearly.

Sighing, she brought one hand up to rub her thumb over her temple. "And I'm sure you said something inflammatory," She turned her ire on her cousin who she knew was not innocent here. "So let me make this crystal clear for the both of you," Elsie eyed them both intensely. "You will not be welcome back here in the future," She pointed a finger at Sebastian first, before jabbing it at her husband. "And you can sleep on the sofa until you both grow up." It was the worst threat she could think of at the moment, because she hadn't ever envisioned having to threaten him, but she would come up with something better if he was going to be petulant about it.

Elsie was on a roll now though and so she kept going, turning her attention back to Sebastian. "You said something stupid in response to something stupid we did, which of course opened the door for you," She glanced back at Tyb. "To continue to act the fool. Well I am putting my foot down. Figure it out or get out, the both of you." There, that would do.