Ryuga crossed his arms and looked askance at Penny, keeping up the pout more out of principle than anything, when the reason for it in the first place had been simple boredom.

"Play what?" he asked sourly, as if dubious of anything she might come up with.

Felix quirked a smile at the youngsters, forbearing to roll his eyes at his own son. Calling him childish would seem pointless given the boy was still only three.

"You're looking well," Felix said to Phoebe.