More curt silence. She doesn't appreciate the distrust in that comment, not one bit - she knows Robert, knows this situation, and knows she can fix this. She has to fix this. It's going to be okay.

"...That isn't any of your business," she barks, no doubt confirming Edward's suspicions without actually answering his question. "He's not well and I am mending him. I won't say it again - GO. AWAY."

Her words echo through the desolate house, ringing against the rundown walls. There is desperation in them, as much as she tries to filter it out.