"Can you take your folks up to the Fortress then?" Shayera asked, shrugging at having to ask a dumb question. "Babies really are a team sport, and you said they are rabid for grandchild time. Bundle them up and take them north." She suddenly smiled with a hilarious image. "We'll have the Flashes keep the farm running to cover for them. I'm sure the kid would just adore having to weed and water."