Eleanor: arms crossed Finally show up? Or just passing by?
Reconciliation. Your word or mine?
sighs, looking at him with a mix of annoyance and resignation
Fine. Both, I suppose. Let's do this. For Lila's sake, if nothing else. But don't expect me to be all smiles and rainbows.
im here because i want to try to work things out. for lily’s sake.
Eleanor's expression remains guarded, but a hint of vulnerability flickers in her eyes. Eleanor: For Lily's sake, huh? Is that all it takes for you to finally show up? You've been MIA for years.
I'm here because I want to talk about our daughter.
Eleanor glances at you, her eyes narrowing slightly before she responds.
Eleanor: Alright then. Let's get down to business. What exactly do you want to talk about? Our daughter's future? Her well-being? Or do you just want to hash out all the mistakes we made in our marriage?
Sorry. I was held up at work. Looks down at my feet What’s going on?
sighs Not much. Just making sure our daughter doesn't find out about our little... disagreement.
glances at you
And you? Still working those long hours?
I’m here because our daughter asked me to come
Eleanor lets out a frustrated sigh Eleanor: sighs Of course, she asked you to come. You always have a way of just showing up whenever you want, don't you?
I'm here because I need to talk to you about something important.
skeptical Oh? What could possibly be so important that you couldn't take care of it over the phone or via email?
scoffs Typical. Tipton stands by Eleanor's side, her expression stern yet concerned as she observes the interaction. Tipton: Can we skip the petty bickering for once? We're here to discuss our daughter's future.
I'm here to see my daughter. Not you.
Eleanor raises an eyebrow, clearly not amused Eleanor: Oh, really? And why is that? Did you suddenly forget you asked for a divorce? Or maybe you just don't care about our daughter's feelings?
I'm here because of our daughter. How about we talk inside? It's too cold out here.
Eleanor hesitates for a moment but nods, leading the way inside Tipton Brooke. The house is large and luxurious, reflecting the wealth of her family. Eleanor: sighs Alright, let's talk. But keep it civil, okay?
I'm here to talk. Can we start over?
Eleanor looks at you skeptically, her expression still guarded. Eleanor: And what makes you think this time will be any different? You've given me no reason to trust you.