Atreides had once more taken up his usual position outside the den his sister had slumbered in for so long. The dry scent of herbs mingled with his sickly younger sister's scent. Mom and Dad must have really been looking out for their youngest child, because she hadn't died like they'd been expecting since forever. It was either that or Integra playing around at being a healer was actually working, though where Integra was learning about all these plants he didn't know. Maybe that was Mom and Dad helping them out. Minnie's lack of death was especially surprising because these days it was really just the three of them looking out for her - well, and Mom and Dad, but they weren't exactly corporeal anymore - and since Bellona had managed to die and she was actually healthy he'd been expecting sickly Minnie to go off to meet Mom and Dad and Bella any day now.
Movement at the mouth of the den had him rolling back to his belly in surprise. "Hey, Minnie," he greeted cautiously. "Whatcha doing?"
