"Hrmm?" Edward said as she called his attention back to her. "Oh, yes, of course. And how is young Jacob? I trust he is well." The man smiled at her softly, there was something in his expression then as he remembered her babe. A sadness and melancholy that had him turning his attention back to his work a moment later. Ruth might not think of it until much later but Jacob was roughly the same age Edward's own child would have been.