Thatcher had found a dustbunny under a shelf. Or, rather, it had stuck to her nose when she'd gone under the shelf, and she shook it off before sitting back beside Robbie's feet, tail still going like crazy.
Torii had the bow strung by the time Bobby found arrows, which caused him to arch a brow, "Starting to think your boy might be right." Torii grinned, "He is."