She looked up, wide-eyed as Edward came into her room. He did knock but the door must have been left open by accident. "Oh, ah..." She noticed he seemed unphased by the fact that her child was eating. "I will show ye after the babe eats. I am goin' back there anyway." She fumbled for the afghan she had just finished making for her son's cradle the night before and pulled it over her son and herself, not wanting to be accused of vulgarity by anyone who might be around.

"Ye don't mind waiting for a time, do ye?" she asked, then looked down at her son, lifting the blanket enough to do so. She couldn't help but smile as he greedily suckled, making noises as he did so as if to indicate his delight in his meal. "Oh, ye are hungry, aren't ye?" she asked with a chuckle.