Frank puts down fresh water for the dogs/cats and peeks out the window, everyone looks happy/sleeping. With all the dishes drying, he plucks one up to pour a little leftover tea for himself and go to join them in the living room, remembering to shuck off his boots by the door as an afterthought before sitting down heavily next to Kamala and the as yet unnamed kitten. He pulls the pillow out from under him and throws it meekly at them, super careful not to actually hit the baby with even the edge of it.

"That's for being responsible on your birthday." He hates it!!!! Then he sighs, acquiescing just as fast. "Did you at least have fun?"