She follows obediently, and settles nervously on the couch, keeping one ear open for anything that sounds like a family member. "Tea would be lovely, thank you." There's a minute or two of silence before she starts talking again. "I was putting up curtains in the guest room when Ares stopped by to demand why I hadn't invited him to the reception. When I tried to explain that I wanted a small party without the possibility of trouble, he ... started calling me names and then ... starting hitting."