*Walter frowns at the whole interaction between Horus and Jillian. He doesn't interject knowing better than to try and stop two worriers from arguing.*

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*Hanna kisses Iris on the snout.*

Hanna: Y-yes. Horus is i-in the kitchen g-getting a drink for you.

*Her head darts up when the scarecrow bursts through the door. She instantly jumps of the couch and gets into a defensive stance between Iris and fiddlesticks.*