Romilda nodded in understanding, realising of course that she really wasn't in a position to ask. "Sorry, old habits," she admitted, wishing she really could wring something truly favourable out of him. But it was too late for her, but never too late for her son.
"But yes, I'll give you what you want, and if things go even more pear shaped than they already are, I'd come forward and let you look after my son in a heartbeat." Looking back around what she could see of this room, and the grounds, she knew that Liam's life here would be everything she could have wanted for her son, and more.
Tilting her head on the side, she offered up a smile. "I knew I came to the right person," she admitted. "I mean, my son is my whole world - he's the reason I couldn't leave completely."