She pressed her palm to his lightly. “It’s not that big a place,” she scoffed. “I’m sure you didn’t have any trouble.” Helios rubbed his face along Isaac’s knee as Summer stepped back, gesturing toward the kitchen. “Do you want something to drink? Water, soda? I have lemonade.”
“I’ve got a really bad sense of direction; I’m getting better though.” He stated and then dropped to his knees, fingers tingling at the touch before he reached to scratch behind Helios’ ears. “Sure! If it’s not too much trouble?”
“There’s this thing called gps? It’s in your phone. And they have compasses, too,” she teased, getting a couple of glasses out of a cupboard. “What do you want?” Helios put both paws on Isaac’s knees and started marking his nose. “Ohoh, you’re being has’d.”