A bit of a hidden smile there. "They should, they're... well, you may as well call it war buddies. They both came out of the same Home. The dear boy snuck his way free, ended up at this Freehold filled with all sorts... oh, I'd need a few more bottles and stronger than I have at hand to even start to tell you the tales that came out of there. And if he hadn't, we may not have known what sort of affair they were really running there under the guise of a home for troubled Fae youth and those who had trouble adapting."
She is cleaning with a bit of a vengeance now, jabbing the scouring pad at a spot with angry swipes. "Da'an forgive us though, they're shuttered now, and none too soon."
A glance over to Gwen, and she adds, "I would advise that you do not bring it up around our Lord. He knows..." A pause, and she rephrases. "It was something that should not have happened, even if some good came of it being found out and closed, but nobles are never fond of being reminded of their mistakes, and Ailil the least amongst those.