Her eyes were sympathetic for Genny, remembering days when innocence was lost.
"Not sure what frightened him 'xactly. Think it mighta been those foreign workers the Councilor has. Horace told me one came and wrote somethin' in the dirt once. She didn' have a tongue in her head, he couldn' even ask her what it said. Horace couldn' read o' course. Some o' the others spooked him a little too. Not sure why, he just felt like they knew somethin' he didn'."
She'd watch as Genny readied herself to go and she would nod her head, getting up to go unlatch the front door.
"Better that it be one husband than a dozen to be gone. Or a young lady for that matter." She'd say pointedly, giving Genny a long look before she finally opened the door.
"Be safe Miss Genny. I ain't pokin' my nose inta places they needn' be. Maybe ye should be thinkin' bout just lookin' past this one."