Chuckling, he reached to pat his hand over hers.

"Now, now. Don't lose your temper because you've asked the wrong questions. If you'd like to know why I left, no, that's not it."

He shifted then, idly dragging his fingers beneath his chin - down his throat, to settle on the scar there.

"I suppose you could say that I became... enamored by a certain family. All extraordinary in their own way - but all cunning, confident, clever... Or so I thought. Undoubtedly interesting, though..."