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Dan nodded slowly, "I suppose you're right," He agreed, treading slowly towards the living room. He'd chosen to set up three rooms, one each for Hope and Clary, whom he had a feeling would most likely kill each other if trapped in the same room, and one for Riley and Jagger to share for now, since the eighth -and last- bedroom in the house had been converted into a rec. room.
When he entered the living room, the first thing he noticed was Lilli, who looked terrified. "Lillian," He began gently, "Why don't you go into the kitchen and try to figure out what to make for dinner," He instructed, giving her an easy escape route. He'd come to view Lilli as his own daughter, and even though he knew she'd have to learn with the now-doubled pack size, he chose to spoil her for now.

Hope shoved down the need to glance the other bitten girl -She remembered her name started with a 'C'-something, but wasn't sure- when she called out to the girl with the skateboard, sounding affronted. Maybe if she hadn't been acting anti-social and standing directly in front of the door-
She cut that thought off when Dan entered, emanating authority.