Admittedly, Tobias was a little surprised when he returned to the harbour and found the boy already there, all packed up. He had half-expected the child to just run and not keep his promise, and he had suspected that if the kid did show up he might be late.

Well, this was a good sign.

"Alright, hop on. Ye can put yer bag in the back, and sit up here with me. There's a cornish pie for you in the sack over here." He nodded at it. He figured the child might not have eaten anything else than the bread he had been given earlier today, and it was at least at least a two and a half hour drive to Castleton. And so he had picked something up at the bakery. Not the Willaby bakery. He desperately wanted to avoid his in-laws.