Grendel nods, then smiles, showing off his teeth. "...yeah. Haven't seen her in awhile. You sure your grandmother won't make me stay?" He slings an arm across his husband's shoulders.
Baldur puts one around his waist and leads him towards the back of the cave. " Not if she wants grandkids she won't." He answers dryly.
"...that went well." Much better than Corrie had really expected, given Eirik's previous nervousness.
"They did! It wasn't the end of the world!" Corrie shrugs. It's certainly an interesting situation- why would she have expected any less, as weird as the circumstances are? But nobody seems to want anyone else hurt, so it's not really worrying. "But if we're gonna take a night for the show, we should probably get to work now."
Was that a boy or a girl? Sunshine asks thoughtfully. What's a concert? Are they fun? Will there be snow there?
"...it did?" Corrie kind of hopes that's a metaphor of some kind, but... "Uh, well, I think I've got all I'm getting from this spot, so now we'll move along a bit. Mind carrying this one?" Having an assistant really does have its perks! ...probably not snow at this one, she adds inwardly. But fun, probably. The first question she doesn't really have an answer to. And on they go, stopping occasionally for particularly cool-shaped stones or interesting plays of light.