"Yer all she has left?" No wonder everything was so old fashioned. The old bat treated the girl like some doll she could dress up and mold into. But didn't she have a mother? Or a father? He wanted to ask, but didn't. Since she was polite and didn't ask about him, he would give her the same respect.
He shrugged his shoulders as he replied, "Ah was raised well though. Me clan loved me. Ah was happy. What about yew though? Weren't it all hard for yew?"