He listens. It's pretty!

"That Edori song. Daddy sorta Edori," says Pen.

"Sorta?"

"They adopt him when he run away from the bad grandparents. He not look Edori."

"Huh," he says.

"Mostly Edori live Ysral, not Samaria. We go for Gatherings."

"And what's a Gathering?"

"All Edori that be, be one place. And whoever else wants."

"Sounds like it could be fun."

"And singing and food and stuff!"

"Ooh."

"Yeah. And Daddy see all tribe friends."

"I bet he has fun."

"Yeah. He pick me up and carry me and remind me all names and is fun." Now she's sad again. "I miss it probably."

Pen picks up and eats a hot cookie. It is cheering.

Good.

Cookies cookies cookies. She picks them right up off the pan; it doesn't burn her.

He's noticed that things don't tend to hurt her. But she did mention she was safe.

"Mm... I think I'll go to sleep," he says.

It's pajamas today for Cindy. He flops onto a couch again. The couch is kind of small for him, but he seems comfy there.

Pen flops onto the bed, wingtips in opposite corners, hugging a pillow, and sleeps.