Temple jumps off the desk. "Hey! New Gray boy!"

"Yes! I am Tintin! You are - Temple and Morgan, who is who?"

"I am Temple! That is Morgan."

"He will want to hug you both."

Morgan shrugs. Which isn't a 'no'.

It's good to be understood! Tintin hugs them.

Hug. Then un-hug.

"So... have you met the rest of the family so far?"

"Yes! They are all very nice. I want to do something to make Adam more happy, but I don't know him well enough yet to know what I can do. Maybe I will bake cookies."

"Aww. Adam is like that sometimes, but he will like cookies."

"He is disappointed that we don't get a sister, so Franklyn doesn't walk around like the original Adam."

"How do you mean?"

"Pants are overrated. But I don't, like, show off or anything."

"You do not not show off either."

"Oh. I do not think that I would care about that very much, even if I was a girl. Do Americans care so much about seeing their brothers naked? Do you not swim?"

"Americans do."

"We do sometimes swim naked in our pool."

"Good to know. And no one will be surprised that I do not have, um. All of the parts, yet."

"That... fact, might have circulated around the house already. Try not to scandalize Sovie and Adam."

"I do not know what scandalizes Adam yet! But I will only be naked when I sleep and bathe and when I swim, and maybe that will be enough."

"Yeah, that is about right."

"Cover yourself if the door to your room is open or if you are going to open it. Just a towel is fine if you are around the pool, but try to not just be in a towel all the time."

"Don't let Aaron goad you into race naked to your bedroom." Temple pokes Morgan.

Glare.

"I will not race with Aaron. He would win, my legs are tiny."