Felicity rolled her eyes at his argument. Both points were a problem in their own. Both of which she would gladly rebut. Because, in all honesty, she liked a good argument. If it were acceptable, she'd surely have made a grand lawyer. But since it wasn't an acceptable occupation for her, she'd simply have to argue with her brother whenever the time arose.

"First, you need a wife. Second, Cat has her own notice within society already and I will eventually," she said pointedly but didn't hesitate to continue, not giving him a chance to butt in once again, "Not to mention that neither of us can carry on the Adlard name. You're the one that remains an Adlard in marriage and we all know father won't live forever." She wasn't about to say that he didn't have much longer though. As much as it would be a good guilt trip, it was too painful of a thought for the daddy's girl to bring up.

She took a sip of her tea then before sitting back comfortable and flashing him a sweet as sin smile, one that surely won her father over on more than one occasion. "Even a recluse such as yourself couldn't stand to see a family name dwindle into nothing, am I right?"