Anna was too lost in thought of her father to notice the girl coming towards her. Her heart fluttered and her cheeks reddened as she was pressed against Cleo. Surrounded by her arms, Anna tensed as she wasn't sure how to hold herself. She couldn't decide whether to return the hug or to just let it happen without her help. She couldn't get her arms to budge. She couldn't think of a time she'd ever been held by a girl before. She tried to think if her mother ever held her, but it was impossible to recollect.<br/><br/>She glanced over at James when she heard Cleo say he'd told them '<em>mucho'</em>about her. The word was similar enough to the word<em>much</em>that she got the general meaning of what she said. What exactly<em>had</em>he told them? Anna couldn't find words. Since she'd never been told anything really of them, she felt she was out of the loop.<br/><br/>Her eyes filled with worry as she heard how he was going to do dishes, leaving her alone with these strangers. Then again... he was somewhat a stranger to her himself.<br/><br/>She looked to everyone then to the ground, as she decided it was best not to argue the point. She hoped the smell of her father didn't remain within the garage though. What would be there? She'd told Goose already that there wasn't anything at home she wanted... What exactly did they bring back? She squirmed as she realized it was probably just a load of her father's things, rather than her own. The two of them together didn't have a significant amount of things. Everything could have been packed in three, maybe four boxes. Excepting the larger things of course. Furniture and the like.<br/><br/>She gave James one last look before following the other's lead. She wanted so badly to know what was going on in his mind. As well, of course, to take the load off his hands. To do the dishes on her own. Though in thinking of it, she realized she wouldn't have been good in this case. Since she would be spreading germs rather than cleaning them.