"By virtue of being Willa's Grandmother and Winona's mother. We're all allowed opinions by and large." But Malcolm was off noticing how little he'd eaten and it prompted him to put a bite into his mouth. Feeding Willa made it hard for him to focus on his own meal, otherwise he would be further along.

His jaw tightened a little as Malcolm kept at it and he leveled a look over the table.

"And what do you suggest against that?" He didn't know either, but he wasn't saying no to collecting possibilities.