Dilan's mouth twisted in bemused agreement with Aya. They should probably all stop trying, for the moment. The two men finished getting the two women to the house and Dilan settled Maya on the couch with a brief touch of lips to hair. He remembered his and Braig's mothers doing that when one or the other of the boys had been hurt, so was trying to give the same kind of comfort.

Braig helped Aya over to the same couch, but did not give her a kiss on the hair. There were things that Dilan could get away with because he was Dilan that Braig simply couldn't.

"Beef stew." Dilan informed Braig, "I'm going to use the pressure cooker to get the beef started while I chop the rest of the things for it. Could you get coffee going?"

"Yeah, dude, I can get coffee started. You two?" that was to the twins.