"What's done is done, Billy. Moapin' about it won't bring him back." She said plainly. He would have to eat his grief and let time heal it. "Maybe its time ta be part of the family again." She quietly patted his wrist.

"Now. You miss my funeral an' I'll feckin' 'aunt you till you die just ta get some peace and quiet. " She added in just the way a sister could.