"Of course they are, and of course you have been." Ginny smiled to see her oldest brother, there was something oddly calming about Charlie. Growing up he'd been the adventurous and mysterious one, but since the war he'd been an anchor for her. It was funny how things had changed. And by 'funny', Gin thought to herself, she meant not funny at all.
She leaned down to where he sat to give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "It's weird to be 'visiting' here," she admitted, "but the flat's good. I never thought I'd be looking forward to one of Mum's big meals, but even I can only eat so much of Seamus' take away, it turns out," she laughed. "I'm going to pop round and say hi, I'll be back," she said, leaving the room to say hello to her parents and leave her father's gift on the table.
After giving each a hug and kiss in greeting, and being immediately kicked out of their space as Charlie had, she returned to him. "So how are you, brother?"