Yes yes, Rosa can have her hug, but no clinging. Although strangely enough, he understands more now why she would. He's not even making an obnoxious stink about his parents being affectionate themselves. One of those teen things he's finally grown out of. Cecil gets one of those masculine backpat greetings and a quirky grin, instead of the eyerolling for the fluff.

"I might catch up to Uncle yet." Unlikely but one can dream, right? "And I'm fine. Busy. Tourists are starting to pile in for the winter." Funny thing about living in an area whose economy is based on the tourism trade is that one gets a feel for the ebb and flow of the seasons, even if it's always summer there.

He holds out a hand to Ursula, a clear invite for them to come and join them. She's part of the family now. "We were actually hoping to talk to you both."