He knows he could happily stay out here talking the whole afternoon, moving from discussion of architecture to history to everything in between, all the things he loves--but he's glad when Caleb reins it in, never letting him sink too far. They really do have a lot to get to.

"Family camp?" he says as they start towards the still-open front door. Kirby's waiting just inside, dark eyes fixed on their visitor and his tail a black blur of delight. "Sounds nice."