Deimos beamed at Zora and then curled himself in against his twin like they really hadn't seen each other for years; whether that was because he'd lost sense of time or just because he'd missed being around him after sleeping in the same room was another matter.
He leant in as Phobos spoke to his new friend, licking at the side of his brother's lolly.
"Zora's lovely, she can stay, and you're staying - I made us a bed - and Uncle Caerus is coming, he said he'd bring a surprise!"