Addy let out a squawk as she sort of slow-motion ran into the door frame. "Sibling abuse!" she cried out, but quietly so nobody heard and took her seriously. Of course she was grinning wildly so probably they could have assumed she was joking.
It was like the way things used to be, and Addy felt like her soul was a thousand times lighter than it had been in a long time.
She led him to the dining room which had a television screen in it, though nothing was playing. They did indeed have little cups of ambrosia and she whooped and butted Iestyn lightly back, trying to walk him into a table so she could dart forward and grab one of the ambrosia cups. "Yum! I bet you can bring Henry one!"