"...Can we get one?"

<Maybe.>

"Should we go outside?"

<It will upset them.>

"Who?"

<The child who is going to bring us food and his moms.>

"Why?"

<Because we are strange and unexpected.>

"So what do we do now?"

<Wait.>

He tries napping again.

And she waits.

"Hi!" He's brought half a loaf of bread and some peanut butter.

She will not eat it, but she will nudge her brother awake.

He devours it gratefully.

Maurice wont hold a baby's table manners against him. 

"I'm going on a sailing ship tomorrow!"

The Morrígan does not react.

"Sailing ship?"

She bounces him the concept.

"Oh."

"Are you two going to be okay while I'm gone?"

<Yes.>

"It'll be for two sleeps."

<I know.>

"We we get back, we can play all day. I could paint you both!"