She nodded and then picked her fork back up, eating more slowly now that she was relaxing. It was clear that she was a bit emotional, but then, her now evident condition was to blame for some of that. She sighed then and she said, "I've been to most banks up this street and because I am considered rubbish now, nobody wants to help me. Even my own father turned me away after this because he doesn't see why I needed to do so. He was fine that Joe would marry me, he blessed it, it was... running away I suppose... But... My mother and sisters especially have fire in their veins toward me, my brothers overprotect me in such a way that it's not right. One of them kidnapped me and everything." She sniffed. "I'll go to this bank, but I have no real hope for being taken care of."