Ruby and Emma were in the bath, and I pulled Emma out first to dry her off. About 10 seconds in, she broke away from me, ran the two steps to her sister (still in the tub) and placing a hand delicately on Ruby’s cheek, whisper-said:
“I miss you. I love you.”
Then, for consistency’s sake I’m sure, before I finished getting her pajamas on, they were fighting again.