Belvina thought she was being generous in giving Phineas a few days to settle back into home. Sirius had not been so lucky, she had practically accosted him the moment he walked through the door, but that was expected. He was an adult and she was his baby sister, there was no getting around it. Phineas however, she still needed to figure out how best to get him to talk. It had been incredibly hard, but she rather thought not bombarding him with questions would work better in the long run.

And so they were the only two sat at the breakfast table currently. Everyone else would be along soon enough (maybe even Father?), but Nan was hovering somewhere behind her like she was incapable of scooping some summer fruits and eggs onto her plate. Honestly. She had tea poured and a glass of pumpkin juice and she was trying so very hard to be nonchalant about the whole thing, even if there were a hundred, no a thousand, questions on her mind.

Passing him a small smile, Belle finally asked, "How was it?" She didn't think she needed to specify what she meant, honestly what else could she mean? She looked at him more directly over her teacup and raised her eyebrows expectantly.