Arya's pleading immediately dissolved into a wide, baby-toothed grin, and Haldir set her down as she had started squirming. And, of course, no sooner than Sellion had gotten the pie down from the sill did Terin appear to spoil the fun. Arya rushed over to Terin, wrapping herself around his leg and immediately began to use the puppy eyes on him as well, her only weapon due to her small stature.
"Tewin, want pie!" She threw in a lip tremble on top of it, and Haldir was doing his best to not burst out laughing. She only ever did this with her family - for whatever reason, Arya was hardly given to acting like a girl except when she wanted something. That something was usually food, which she'd be more than happy the smear all over her face rather than eat (or perhaps it was her strange process of eating that sent the food to such a location). Terin always had the habit of either staying out of his sibling's mischief, or spoiling it - of course, up until they'd framed him for putting frogs in Arandur's shoes one morning, that was, and now he seemed dead set on stopping them whenever they got an idea into their heads.
"Come on, Terin, Mama won't be upset. You know she'll just laugh," he tried his own needling of his brother, having become set in the idea of having the pie as well. "After all, it's for Arya's birthday." He tried to move in front of his brother, stopping him from taking the pie, which was now precariously between two siblings on the opposite ends in the decision of what to do with said pastry. Arya continued clinging to Terin's leg in her attempts to be adorable.
Meanwhile, outside, Partha was finishing up the shopping and wondering just where her son had disappeared to. She shrugged, a small smile playing about her face due to her happiness from the occasion. Absolutely nothing could ruin this day for her.