"Now, I don't doubt that," Samuel says gently, placing a hand on Jay's shoulder to calm him some. The look in his eyes is clear enough: he doesn't demand overmuch from his men, and Jay'll be treated fair.

"And I won't make you do any of the cooking," he laughs, pulling the boy forward gently as he turns his body towards the barn. "We've got us a few cooks, already. Though, I hope you do bring an appetite to the table.

"C'mon. Let's get your boy taken care of, then I can show you around the farm a bit."