With Kitty sleeping, he was taking care of his son. The boy gave a little whine as the knock was heard, his hazy little eyes popping open and his face scrunching up. "Shhhh, shhh," he murmured to the boy, lifting him to his shoulder gingerly and supporting him the way he was shown how by the woman who attended the birth. "Let's see who is here," he murmured and loped on over to the door. Careful not to jostle the little boy, he opened the door, only to see his brother. "Zecheriah... come in..." he said in a low voice.

The big man had lost quite a bit of weight in the months since he last saw his brother, though he was still husky. The farm work had also bulked his arms up and the fabric of his shirt stretched taut over his flesh. Suspenders held his loose pants up even! He took a step back to allow Zech in.