"How long?" Brighid asked without hesitation. She had yet to figure out it wasn't entirely polite to asked the long-lived how old they were. For now, Cass didn't correct her. If Conor was offended, he could tell her himself and risk an upset child.
Cass flicked his eyebrows up with his smirk as Conor took the carrot from him. He could still get away with those jokes for awhile. Brighid didn't understand them yet. "And a challenge it is. A duel even." And duels had to have a time set, eventually, right? He stepped away to help Bri smooth out the base of her snowman and make it a little more solid while Conor made the head for his. His hands were freezing as he didn't have any gloves but he wouldn't complain.
"I really am sorry we barged in on you like this. I was trying to get her to wait so I could warn you we were coming but once she gets an idea in her head, it's hard to stop her." Cass offered, though he knew a lot of exceptions were made for Brighid by a lot of people. She was spoiled beyond belief.