"Aye, Angus is me husband. Better off without him, I say. Can't be moon-eyed over a scoundrel like him. Oooh." She continued to scrub at the floor until the babe started whimpering, as if sensing his mother's shift in moods. Deciding it would be best not to be angry at the moment, she made herself calm down. "Anyway, ye're right. Not worth the salt in his soup." The baby calmed as she calmed and she went back to scrubbing.