"Julian... Julian and your father did hate each other, but I think in the last days they sort of forgave each other. Maybe neither of them forgot. I don't know how the conversation went, but something had eased between them. I don't think Julian will hate you because of your father."

He drums his fingers on the table, and has to smile.

"He may hate you in your own right, because he's sort of crochety that way. Julian will never be a bubbling ray of sunshine, but I think he's grown up a little since your father and he fought."