"Oh aye, well lookin' forward ta it."

The old man said with an incline of his head following the statement. Angus not translating since that had seemed plain enough to be understood as he cracks the reigns and they head back toward the manor. While they'd been chatting the farmer's sons had loaded the wagon with the week's produce. It all looked positively delicious neatly piled into baskets that they'd bring back to the farm on their next trip.