"Not at all. I had quite a nice morning in fact."

His smile stays as he stalks over to the chaise once more, his shoes clicking against the hardwood. He sits, crossing his ankle over his knee. "Don't apologize if you've done nothing wrong," he says, breezily. He gestures to the seat next to him, Joshua's usual one. "Should we begin?"

For once, Alecto seems...eager to start the process.