Soren still liked to be polite. He opened the door and shut it behind him, walking toward the kitchen. "Hey, Aunt Brenda, how're you?" He went to her, bending over to kiss her on the cheek and to kiss the younger Cass on the top of his fuzzy head. That should've felt odd, considering it was a gesture he used on the older Cassidy, but he wasn't going to worry too much about it.
"I come bearing gifts. Some paints for Uncle Teague and some books for Torii. Where should I put them?"