"You do realize that you aren't the only damn half breed here. You aren't even that special of a half breed. None of the others are freaking out because they are being watched, or if they do feel that way they ignore it. And no I totally get the feeling. But for me it was different. Growing up everybody watched me as the son of a lord. Everything I had to do had to be perfect. I had to be the perfect gentleman, I had to walk a certain way, sit a certain way, speak a certain way. So when you have to do all of that, then you can complain. And how about instead of being a little whiny bitch, you go and ask Lady Seras politely if you can go back to her home." Atticus spoke after a moment in time before he was teleporting a few papers away, sending it to his sister. And letting her know that she needed to speak to Tayla.
Seras had been looking over employee stuff, trying to help her brother figure out new hires. 'You could have just sent her back. It wouldn't have bothered me at all. No need to be an ass today.' she cooed at her brother mentally before she was getting to her feet and was soon enough finding Tayla, although was fretting a bit over the blood. And asking her what had happened, before steering her off towards an empty room. "I'm sorry for my brother, I should have warned you he would be in a pissy mood. He always is, especially when Naomi comes around. His "wife" as she constantly claims. Crazy fucking bitch. I hate her, but I can't do anything because she is Azazel's cousin." Seras spoke with a soft sigh before she was sitting down in one of the chairs.
"Stay for a bit and talk with me." Seras spoke after a moment in time although there was a brief flash of pain on her features. The baby had decided to kick her rather hard in the ribs it seemed.