Eindrid shrugs, mostly just caught up staring at his sister's hair in curious wonder. Sigrid offers Amelia a small smile, getting back on the chair with her little brother on her lap. "I wanna see the big one," she suggests.

Thor does not catch the look she gives him, draining the rest of his coffee to the dregs and absently combing his fingers through his beard. Huggan hops up in front of him on the table, intent on copying him, which shortly turns into an actually attempt to groom him. Thor chuckles under his breath and doesn't move to stop the raven, just leaning forward on his elbows. With a little fortified coffee in him, and a reprieve from trying to corral all four children, things aren't quite so overwhelming all at once.

"Una, will you help wash up the dishes?" he asks, once Huggan gets distracted. The pastries are down to crumbs, and everyone's cups emptied, and normally he'd just stack the dishes in the sink to deal with later, but they have the time to clean up the kitchen properly.