Kitty shrugged, "They will do it anyway."

She smiled a little as she answered Ruth, "Oh yes, this entire house was a project straight from his heart. You should see what he did in the bathroom. The tilin' is so fancy and pretty. " She wished he was here but she was certainly capable of handling anyone. If not with words, a punch to the jaw tended to work alright. But Ruth had been just fine so far, it almost made her wonder if she was adopted.

"Oh must have been excitin. I love a little traveling, and will take train almost any day. But I swear, bein on a boat for days was maddening. Just water everywhere." She shook her head. "Got bored of the boat in two days. Maybe one day I'll look around the other countries." Of course she didn't speak French or most other places, but that wouldn't stop her.

Kitty shrugged. "I'd actually been born in Liverpool, not that I remember much." She laughed softly as she rocked in her chair and sipped the lemonade. " But there's lots of tiny places in the states. But this place is.. " She thought on the perfect word. "Wilderness." She didn't mean the kind that was open spaces full of trees and dangerous animals. It was the wilderness you found in compact cities where things festered in the surface. But this wasn't a crowded city that trapped someone. She liked the challenge of Whitby.