Alice's attitude annoyed him, but he knew better than to stir up that fire. Instead, he directed his attention to Anne, who seemed more reasonable. With some luck, Anne would be able to talk sense into Alice during her stay here. "Aye, she did. I'll tell her." He wanted to tell Anne to get her sister to eat, but that might only set Alice off again. He'd be willing to handle the confrontation, if it were not for Nate here to watch. Nate, who had probably already judged him in a hundred ways since his arrival. He had always acted so bloody superior. Nate would probably watch with glee.

"I'll write to Tristan Wells, if you remember him." They had been in school together and Tristan had even spent some time at the farm, but it wasn't like Nate had ever taken an interest in his younger brother or his brother's friends. "He's just moved to Whitby and set up a practice, and he might be able to advise you." The sooner Nate could get a place and leave him in... well, not peace, but whatever, the better.