He would never do anything purposely to hurt her. As he lit the candle and oil lantern he turn and motioned for her to sit. "Sadly all their is is the one chair and the bed. You may sit wherever you feel best to sit." he spoke as he moved over bolting the door as she sat at the table. He was bolting the door so if Phoebe showed up he at least had a moment. "Bad area as you know." He added.

He stood then hands behind his back, watching her. "Mayhaps this is not the time but i owe you an apology. I lead you to believe I had money. while yes, my uncle is very well off and by proxy as am I. when he is not around I am broke as any beggar. Which is why this room is in this state. He left days ago, we were to move and I feared you would hate me if I told you I was leaving, which is why i stopped contact." It was only half true.

"Now, please tell me what you know. Anyone strange that may have been around, if Christina had any nightmares, I know it strange, but my son had cried of a monster outside of his window the night they were killed and I thought it a childs imagination and ignored it."