"Tell me how ya really feel," Kiernan half-scolded, half-joked. Lydian never pulled any punches. It was one of her greatest attributes. That, and keeping tabs on Morgan. He leaned into his sister's semi-embrace and squeezed her knee. "Either way, we'll be there for him. I'll make some chili mac, Conlan can distract him with some movies, you can sit on Morgan's head and keep him quiet - we'll all contribute." He smirked, then used his grip on Lydian's knee to push himself up into standing.
"I have ta go get dinner prep started. You can either come with me or have a fun afternoon, yer choice."