James had to work very hard not to grin at that and even then he wasn't sure he had done a good job. The novelty of having extended family - blood family - had yet to wear off. Sometimes he was so bloody proud of the lot of them he could burst. And that family was growing. It was all he could do not to try and high five poor Savannah right there.
"I don't doubt it," he chuckled, glancing around at the spaces between the trees. Just in case. The shadows seemed to be darkening, but apart from the odd bird or squirrel, they looked to be alone.
"Good job you got us lot, then." He turned easily on his heel so he was walking backwards, grinning across at Savannah. "Between all of us we'll cover all the goalposts. Survival with parties was always the dream, anyway."