There's a delay, but Inej doesn't press or push. She nudges the twins with careful feet, keeping them close, speaking to them in soft, dulcet Suli to get them to mind and stop knocking quite so much. And, after a moment or two, she hears the locks coming undone.
She smiles as well. Her eyes move swiftly, taking things in--the crutch instead of the occasional cane, the specifics of how his lounge pants are folded and pinned in such a way. And then her eyes are back on his face.
Before the twins can say anything (because they are almost two and it is a difficult day and they are prone to speaking out of turn), she holds up the grocery bags and speaks for herself.
"When I saw there was snow, I thought I could do you a grocery run and make you a few things that were easy to heat up. I hope you don't mind that I still have the twins with me--I don't mean to impose."
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She smiles as well. Her eyes move swiftly, taking things in--the crutch instead of the occasional cane, the specifics of how his lounge pants are folded and pinned in such a way. And then her eyes are back on his face.
Before the twins can say anything (because they are almost two and it is a difficult day and they are prone to speaking out of turn), she holds up the grocery bags and speaks for herself.
"When I saw there was snow, I thought I could do you a grocery run and make you a few things that were easy to heat up. I hope you don't mind that I still have the twins with me--I don't mean to impose."