Rolf nodded. They wouldn't be able to leave out Dennis, of course. Not for long. And it was good to have people over, as well. "Yes. Must have a place for visitors," he agreed, hand carding up into her hair as he relaxed by small degrees. "With the run of the beach for Ant and Bast."
He sighed, a long sound, as she rolled him to his back, and his head tilted into her touches. It was incredibly soothing, and it felt good to have her fingers against his scalp. His hands raised to gently tuck her hair back as well, his eyes roving her lovely face and doing much in itself to make him feel better. "Thanks, love," he murmured. It didn't usually bother him, it was part of life, but it had taken him off guard. "Our parents just fail at life."