And Magnus hoists the bucket of balloons up and heads, quickly and carefully, down to the basement and then into the adult playground room. It's outside, technically, but it's in a confined outside, almost like it's housed in a bubble of a room. He's gratified to see that, since the last time he and Alex were down here, it's grown a toddler-sized playground off to the side, too. And there are a lot of surfaces to throw balloons at.

He dumps the bucket on the ground and then kneels so that Sunny can climb off of him. "Okay, sister," he says. "Ready to throw all our feelings around?"