Jenny quietly walked over to Nat, sat down beside him and took his hand while he spoke. Poor boy, she thought to herself. He had to have been really young when he witnessed that horror and lost his parents, if he had been on his own for several years. Jenny knew tragedy and pain, but at least when she had lost her father and brothers, her mother had still been there to look after her and her siblings. "Don't worry, Nat," she said quietly. "Ye'r welcome here and we'll be like family. Jimmy will come round, I'll see to that. Yer no longer on yer own."