"We'll talk about that later," Scrooge assured her, tears dripping down his face despite the smile he forced there. The strain to hold it in place along with the tears caused his accent to thicken. "Ye should see the boys first. And yer brother. It's not fair Ah should keep ye to meself."

He glanced down towards the ground as he gave her a little nudge forward. His heart turned to water at her foot.

"...Ah...Ah suppose we match now, eh, lass?" he forced out.