Was her brother so cold that he didn't know what love was? She narrowed her eyes when he finished speaking and her foot tapped in irritation. The tea finally arrived and so did the sandwiches and such. Except, she wanted to get away from her brother and punch something other than his face that so looked like their father's. "I will write to him right now if you wish and hope he makes haste to get here if it so pleases you, brother." She would play the game; she would not be thwarted by her too-rigid brother.