[Where is Ellis? It doesn't matter. Because wherever it is, at whatever time, there manifests a red faced figure rapidly closing on his position.

Wysteria is not running. That would be fundamentally ridiculous. But her stride is very determined, and her expression fit only for the description of in pique.]

There you are! I have been looking all over for you, Mr. Ellis. Really, you need not be so hard to locate. It makes it incredibly inconvenient to consult you on anything serious whatsoever. Imagine if someone were dying!

[And then she bursts into furious tears.]