Dagny's eyes glittered with mischief and she held out the container to Bash even as she took a bite of the one in her hand. "Isla made them," she said, a little awed by how cute the little magpies were. Although she could cook or brew potions a little, she would happily admit that she had nowhere near the talent of her cousins.
"I just came by to pick up some books. Didn’t know you were home." The house had been quiet when she’d arrived and it had been easy to assume that they were all working. "How have you been?" She had a feeling she shouldn’t get between Bash and his coffee supplies.