"I know, Chris, I know." she sweetly kissed his cheek. "You are truly the best of brothers." not of her brothers of course, Liv didn't play favorites, but he was the best type of brother. "And as sweet as that is of you to offer, Olga felt uncomfortable around Thérèse, I fear speaking to you would be too overwhelming for her."
She looked down at the kitten, running a finger down its back. "So, speaking of Thérèse..."