She thinks it's a pretty something! She holds it in place, covered in fingerprints and glowing bright, till it holds its own shape, and then she gets up and carries it out the door and runs around looking for Grandma Marianne. Where's Grandma Marianne?
"I'm Princess Kiawen! You can't be Tony," scoffs Kiawen. "She's like Sherlock and she's like Bella but you're a boy."
"Okay. You can help me find Tanalin! It's not cheating if you're not really our mommies," says Kiawen, and she opens the door. Here is the attic.
"Since you know your way around here so well why don't you take us to meet your mommies? Or any one of them," she says.
"I'm gonna look for Tanalin in the kitchen next. Probably Sherlock's there," says Kiawen, and she turns right back to the door that was previously Milliways, and opens it to the stairs, and trots down briskly towards the kitchen.
It's also not cheating to try to lure her sister out if she actually found something cool!
"Not Tanalin, yet," says Kiawen, leading visitors into the kitchen and peering into a cupboard. "Tanaliiiiin..."
Tanalin crawls out from under the table, stands up, and puts her hands on her hips.
"You found us extra parents," she accuses. "Did we not have enough of those already?"
"I'm sure you have plenty of parents," laughs Shell Bell softly. "We're not exactly that."
"We," says Shell Bell, with half an eye on the local Sherlock to gauge her reaction, "are alternate versions of your parents, from another world. There's lots of us, actually. More of me than anybody - the Bella who's your mom will be the thirteenth we've found."