"Wow, you did get around," Karin said, then chuckled at her own unintentional innuendo. "Moving, I mean. I guess you've seen a lot." She gave a little sigh, as if the small motion might blow away the stormy melancholy forever hanging too closely over her head. "My whole family are still back in Chicago. We never moved at all; our parents still live in the house we grew up in and everything. Fee moved in a few months after me. It's good to have her around." Lazily she swam a few slow strokes, drawing up nearer to the center of the pool.
"She's a pistol, as they say." Karin laughed at that, shaking her head. Rylee seemed nice enough, a good man at heart, if perhaps a bit timid. She wondered how he might take to Fiona, or if he would at all; she could be so boisterous, so overwhelming, in her way. It was a trait Karin liked, now that they were older, appreciating the whirlwind of liveliness and distraction she never failed to bring with her, but others did not always feel the same. "You'll have to meet her some time. I'm sure she'll get around to meeting you eventually, if you don't get to her first. She's pretty outgoing." She smiled, canting her head curiously. "Any siblings of your own?"