"Heard some fuss outside mother, what's happening?"
Freyr asked his mother with a concerned look on his face. They were in her office, back because she had to look over something after spending time and tending Sebastian's bleeding wound.
She was sitting in that large swivel chair, glasses framing her face and a file in hand like the usual get up of hers.
"Nothing serious, I just really panicked when Sebastian was absent minded and wounded himself with the thorns."
"..I see."
Freyr doesn't really know what to say, he's afraid to anger or provoke his mother. He hadn't really talked to her even after she returned. After all, he made the biggest mistake, and caused a massive mess that even included her beloved husband and bothered her mother to fix the business sector. Not to mention, the media had been under their noses as the issue is still fresh—digging information left and right about their private lives.