Henrik took the keyring, looking the keys over before grinning brightly at her. It was nice to have a set of keys to her house and he really liked the idea of having a room there as well. He loved Nik and Caroline but he wanted to be able to see the others as well too like he had used to, even if he did realize that nothing would ever be as it once was. Too much had happened and too much was still happening. He didn’t know all of the details but he could see all of the hurt in each of his siblings. He didn’t like it, but he was only ten and he knew he couldn’t fix it.
It wasn’t his job to fix it.
“Will I get to decorate the room?” Because that could be fun. He thought he’d like to decorate one himself, to pick out all of the items that would go inside of it. He’d never done that before. “I think I would want one that is near but not too close to yours with Stefan.”
Then if he needed them he could find them easily but otherwise he would be able to give them some space. Henrik pocketed the keyring and looked around, not really sure what to say. He didn’t want to ask how she was feeling, afraid that might show his worry. He wanted them to have a good time together.