The Jet - Dan and Hródolf and Bryn
Bryn took a seat across the isle, which wasn't very big, rather than crowd Dan farther by taking up the seat next to him. Neglecting the seatbelt because she probably wouldn't stay. She leaned toward the pair an easy smile on her face. There was something very endearing about having her Grandson in Dan's lap.
"Having fun?" There would be no mistake in the light teasing note in her voice, as she spoke somewhat over Hrodolf's head. Sure that the little boy would answer her to, if he had the mind to.