Sindre tended to stick to Soren like glue; the darker haired boy was a bit more shy than his boisterous blond brother. Soren nodded. "Dennis! I know her!" He held out his arms and the dog trotted over, giggling through a device around her neck that communicated her thoughts to speech.
Lilo came down the stairs, barefoot and in jeans and an old t-shirt. She quietly sneaked up on Sindre before hugging him and blowing raspberries on her tummy. She laughed when he flailed his tiny arms, sending tiny healing spells - that looked like puffs of glitter - into the air.