"That is just it... he hasn't asked anything of me at all. He hasn't touched me other than ta tend to me while sick and get me safely to me bed. He's never asked fer anything since the day I met him. Never. Yet he's been me friend as he comes out o' his shell. And people of his household don't seem ta think badly o' me at all bein' around him as much as I am. Aye, they are happy ta know he eats again, and he experiments with his science projects, and he talks ta me. He's a widower, ma... His wife and his child were killed and he's been so... sad with his grief and nobody but I have been able ta get him to eat. But he lights up brighter than the midday sun when he is with us in this real world again. He doesn't tell me pretty words like Angus, he's just... there." She sighed, it was so easy now to see why Ruth was falling deeply in love with Edward Blackwood, yet the fright of doing just that was etched in the worry lines on her face.