It's a cold day in November, and the two sisters are sat in the drawing room with the fire blazing. Michelle is quietly embroidering a cushion cover, whilst Nemesis is cleaning one of her smaller pistols. Eventually, Michelle speaks.

Michelle: "Nemi... Have you noticed anything different about Father lately?"

Nemesis: "Hmmm... I have, actually. He's been more tired and stressed lately..."

Michelle: "I know... What do you think the matter is? I don't think it's his job so what could it be?"

Both girls look at each other. Neither of them want to let on to the other that they actually care about their father...

Nemesis: "Do you think Father's alright?"