Poe straightened his clothes out before turning to look at Scrooge more seriously. "My sister is desperate for the things she does deserve... But never forget you are a guest in this manor. It is not your place, and it is not your home. If this venture, for whatever reason, puts my sister in danger, I'll not only send you packing, but make sure whoever is waiting for you back home barely has enough to bury."

Even though Scrooge had done a lot for them by this point, he was still an outsider. A life of cruelty with the villagers had taught Poe well that anyone could stab you in the back, no matter how long they had smiled at you before.