Siobhan seemed to be radiating happiness as she reached over and accepted the card. She wasn't sure if her smile could get any wider. "You compile me a list of what you don't have and I'll get 'em off my sisters for you." It would be worth it. If she stole them (back) for herself, they'd somehow find and reclaim them.

As for his second question, it was near-impossible to explain; a spur of the moment observation. "It seemed... well," Siobhan hesitated. "You were being all [i]frowny[/i] when your sister was in here. Maybe I imagined it." But she didn't, she was sure of that. None of her siblings had ever looked like that when she walked in the room.