Though her words were polite, Tristan could perfectly discern the attitude, and he did not like it at all, especially not in front of his new friend. What the hell was that about? Did she not remember her place? Did she mean to embarrass him? He was definitely not amused.

He looked at Douglas, feeling rather lost. "Eh... why don't you have a seat. I'm so sorry about this. I'll be back in a moment." He left the room and followed Pippa. "Pippa! What was that abo-" Oh. He noticed her crying and calmed a little. "There now. It's just a dropped plate. I wouldn't sack you for that or anything. There's more plates up there and still enough food, so we'll be fine..."