She could not hear more welcome words - as she curls into and leans back against Magni's chest. Her legs curling up underneath her and below her dress. "She will want to come, so will my father." All her near family.

Lakshmi had done her resolved best not to miss home, in the - what was it now, two years? Since she had come. But in this, she would so dearly want her mother's hand on her brow. To tell her what to do as she grew fat. They would be so strange to Magni's own life, she knew, but she knew with her by Magni's side, she could weather all that noise. Little brother would stare up at her so.

Oh, that was a dreadful thought. "Your family is so tall," she suddenly realises, bemoans. Hadn't even begun to think of that.