He smiled at the reply.  Irish.  He had not spent any time there yet, though had exchanged letters about some horses a man there was breeding for racing that he had been interested in.  A plan to go take a look at the man's set up and what kinds of species he was using.

When the woman picked up the fussing baby, Lorn watched the manner the woman used with the infant.  He reminded him of Cressida and taking care of Heidi.  His eyes blinked a moment, pushing the image away.  This wasn't the time nor place to deal with his grief.  He stayed busy and focused on other things around him to avoid the grief that would crush him otherwise.  He had to stay strong and be there for Heidi and making a strong foundation for her to grow up healthy and know that she was loved.

He then heard the woman's story.  "Miss Calloway, I am right sorry to hear about that."  He frowned thinking a down low man indeed had left her like that.  He glanced at the babies thinking the man must be the father.  "He was the one that should be left out without his boots and no gun to protect himself."  He grumbled with anger at the man he didn't even know.

"Why on earth would you not get help?  You were the one hurt and the babies too.  How could a man leave behind his children and their mother?  Hell.. pardon me, ma'am."  He apologized for his language.  He had not left Heidi's mother, she had left him and not let him know she was pregnant.  He would have done the right thing had he known. 

He looked at the woman before him and tilted his head.  "Your family not going to stand by you then?"  He asked with a worried frown.  "Where will you live?"