Lily nodded, and thought it was probably better not to say that there was a lot of death doing people part lately, and that he should watch his back a bit.
She smiled, then laughed, poking him with one finger. "It's going to be ages before I'm old and wrinkly. You're well on your way to decrepit." She squeezed him tightly again, and an odd thought occurred to her.
I'll miss this... Lily shook her head, pushing the idea away. "Grandmama was putting out more cake," she said instead. "I saw chocolate. With icing and nuts. I think I'm going to get a piece. You want?"