The parents took to the statement as expected, one suspicious, the other kind. Though neither seemed inclined to stop them, as of right now. Instead, there was careful chiding about waking them if they weren't already awake-- and perhaps a reminder to be gentle; though it seemed that was more Zagan's warning for Gareth's sake than either of them worried about Winter hassling the young.

"Of course, of course." And in the moment it'd become apparent that it wasn't just for Gareth. There was a twinkle of excitement in seeing the young for Winter; her fondness for them not so expertly hidden. Not that any present would be terribly surprised about that. She had taken keenly to Zelly, the others, even the Vampire Children before they had turned on them-- it was in her nature. It's what made her a lovely Big Sister; if it was only to one of their brood. She still did her best, and the young were, by all of her accounts, adorable anyway.

Besides she was sure the longer they lingered the more unusual questions her father would press upon Gareth. She may have been naive as to why, but she was very familiar with his desire to interrogate humans for the safety of the brood.

Gripping him more firmly, she informed the pair they would be back to talk soon enough-- perhaps offering Gareth some time to adjust-- as she headed toward the great doors and away from the warm, sunning rock, her brother had been settled upon proudly.