Ruth nodded. Exactly.

Ruth fought back the urge to go with an even longer “Really?” And raised her eyebrows. “All on his own? We have a potential architect in the family. I never knew Uriel had such passion for this type of planning. I wonder how the idea came to him” And she immediately proceeded to drown her smirk in the lemonade. She wasn’t going to offend Kitty and at least part of her was genuinely impressed by the idea of her brother thinking about construction material and floor planning. She thought he’d rather stick to things that had already been done.”

“It is indeed damp.” She agreed, not managing to keep the Ruth in. Ruth smiled a little and shook her head “It is a pity this is what works for you, if you could have been on the continent, you could have gone really far without ever seeing a boat. And you could have absolutely found anything to your taste: mountains, forest, planes, flat shores, rocky shores, lakes, if *some* water is to your liking.” It was to her liking, the tone implied. She drank a little more lemonade.

Ruth raised her eyebrows. “Really?” Now, that was something. Something that would definitely come up in later conversations with her family. Ruth smiled when Kitty mentioned the “wilderness” and was surprised to find herself associating that to Kitty less than she had expected. But then, again, the woman had to be able to live with Uriel *somehow*. “And that doesn’t scare you.” She remarked.