Alyxander had to admit; in his time watching silently over this scene, it did seem that the child was a help more than a nuisance. "He may be of some use, yes. Aye, young lad, where are your parents? Do they know of this?" The little boy opened his mouth to answer, but Josephine stepped in. "He is orphaned, stuck on the streets." Alyx's gaze softened a bit, and he nodded curtly. "An orphan, yes of course. But shouldn't he seek shelter elsewhere, if he is to aid us?" "I have allowed him shelter in our shed. It was the best I could offer lest he be inside with us."