Tristan frowned grimly when the apparent servant felt it necessary to comment on his patient's state. Whatever the issue between the Mr. Meijers, he wasn't going to let his patient be harassed while under his care. He opened his mouth to intervene, but Mr. Meijer was quicker.

He only felt angrier by the time he got to speak. "The fact that he's not invited. And you are ill-mannered," he reproached. He moved to the door, held it open. "I'm sure you have a lot to do."