Just dinner, Daff had promised Elias. Something small, immediate family and a couple friends. Her mother and Quincey had promised to take care of everything, she didn't even need to get off the couch. After not being able to attend Christmas, Daff thought this might be a good way to get Elias, who had justifiably stood his ground, back into her mother's good graces. Now that she and Elias were in a better place, it was easier to be around her family, too.

True to everyone's word, she was comfortably settled on the sofa with some hot cocoa. Dinner was over, the lovely lemon cake served and some sisters had excused themselves to go home which was entirely understandable. Senna's oldest was comfortably curled up next to her, half asleep with an illustrated book on wildflowers and Daff kept pointing out things and telling her niece extra facts the book did not. Daff's energy was waning, but it wouldn't be much longer until everyone left anyway. She had been aching to see most of them too, so she wasn't going to complain.

"That's lavender, it smells good." Daff pointed to the purple flower in the book and smiled. "You'd know it if you smelled it." It was often used in arrangements and around the house for such things. Daff shifted a little uncomfortably, the baby had such little room left that any time they moved it was noticeable. She caught Elias' eye across the room and waved him off, she was fine.

She was so engrossed in reading with her niece that Daff didn't notice somebody take a seat across from her in the armchair. Once she looked up, she smiled warmly.