Sheena smiled."Except for the King and the Pope, I'm pretty informal with people--especially my friends," Sheena admitted. Her instant use of "Abel" was proof of that. Upon realizing this, her eyes widened slightly with concern. "It hasn't bothered you that I've called you 'Abel' and not 'Father' has it? I mean no insult." She was just very friendly.

She took a moment to sip her tea and cover her concern, though she couldn't stop a smile from forming at the pun--intentional or not. She enjoyed the friendly quiet for several more moments before speaking again.

"It sounds like you might be doing too much by yourself." Yeah, she was one to talk. "And I mean size-wise," she explained. "How much land did you till for planting?" Because too much can mean a lot of unneeded work. Especially if it's just the two of them. Shaking her head, she continued. "And I don't mind helping you! After all, you're my friend."