"Wupert - is that your name?" he asked the little kitten as if it would reply. At the moment it was a suitable distraction from his sister's insistance he should already be asking Therese to marry him, but he knew she would continue down this road unperturbed. Eventually raising his head to look at her he smiled with a slight sigh. "And I want you to be happy, Olivia. Things just take time. I am sure you and Olga will heal things over, as I am sure myself and Therese will - come to an understanding."