She even opened her mouth but then she stopped herself.
Arthur had told him multiple times since the incident a week ago that hierarchy was politics. Whoever this man was, is he that important? If she started to act up it would look bad on Arthur right, and then what?
That was weakness. Like a politician his opponents would smell blood in the water and go for the kill.
So Anna shut her mouth and drank her fruit-flavored drink and felt, for one of the first times, as she settled in agreement with his decision. It was a little reassuring.
"How is Maria anyway?" Arthur asked casually, although Anna could feel the bite in his voice. It was like a shark skimming beneath the surface.
"She's alright; you know how she was."
"… Yes." Arthur agreed.
"Although she's getting a little fat. I w
