*nods* (Grandchild)

"Heya, Pho. You keeping me company today, then?" (Grandfather)

*listens to them for hours on end* (Grandchild)

*Rambles at them for hours on end* (Grandparent)

"...." (Child)

"Thank you for keeping an eye on your brothers, I know it isn't that easy. You don't have to, though - that's Hemlock and my job." (Father)

*shrugs* (Nibling)

"I never really know how to get along with you, I'm sorry- I'm a chatterbox, and I know that's probably not your jive." (Untie)

*curled up across from him and half asleep* (Nibling)

*sitting in comfortable silence and working on his own things* (Uncle)

*continues to glare* (Sibling)

"D-don't look at me in that tone!" (Brother)

".... it's fine. Bring it here?" (Sibling)

"Oh! Sorry, didn't mean to bump into you! Though, now that I'm here... I found a book, c-could you read it to me?" (Brother)

*half asleep, staring at Dolion* (Sibling)

"Yeah, yeah, I know, get off my fluffy ass and go make sure Hito and Tris are okay.... Stop glaring at me, I'm doing it!" (Brother)

*blatantly ignoring him* (Child)

"Young ma- hello?? I know you can hear me?? Phobos- PHOBOOOOS-"