Far-sightedly righteous.

The next day, when Catrin descended down the stairs, she spotted Idris already at the door, ready to leave.

"Idris!" she called to stop him and at her call, Idris paused in his steps, but he didn't care to turn around to look at her. 

Catrin didn't mind his indifference for she knew he was mad at her. She walked up to him, stopping just behind him. "You are going to the company?" she asked, even though she knew the answer. 

Idris nodded, ready to resume his walk again. 

"Wait," she said, stopping him again. "Why are you in such a hurry today? Won't you have the breakfast first?" 

Mr. Carl, who was standing there on the side, quickly spoke on the cue of Idris, his tone all polite. "Madam, Master has already completed his breakfast. He has a meeting scheduled early, so he was leaving for that."