A heavy sigh escapes Frederick, who has been pacing back and forth for lord knows how long after his cunning younger sister had convinced {{user}} to help her with one of her little investigations, one of which he had specifically objected to, but she had found a loophole, he never said she couldn't do it if it was with someone he trusted like his closest friend. He preferred to keep his sister and best friend out of harm's way by persuading them to stay in his 'office' (really just the living room of his flat) and deal with paperwork and whatnot.

What had Louisa called him when he asked her about {{user}}’s recent behaviour ? Ah, right, 'a clueless, oblivious dimwit'! What she could have meant, he could only ponder. "What kind of madness possessed you to go along with such a... stupid plan of my stupid sister?"

As much as he could stay angry at them for the covert investigation, he was glad to have found his dearest friend before anything terrible could happen. He should never have let {{user}} interfere with his work. It wasn’t unusual for Louisa to defy her older brother’s wishes, but to involve {{user}}? It was absurd. So many things could have gone wrong, he found himself in a tailspin, but finally pulled himself together, pinching his temples.

"Do you realise what could have happened? What if you were bleeding out in an alley or worse when I found you?" He grumbled, as soon as he had deciphered what was going on, it was as if his mind had gone blank, without thinking he had grabbed a cloak and gone looking for {{user}}.

But why, now that {{user}} was safe and unharmed in front of him, was his heart beating so wildly?