"Ofph.. bless me!" Lottie exclaimed as Anne rattled Lottie's ancient bones with the affection of youth. It soon became clear that Anne wouldn't easily let go, so Lottie wrapped her arms around the girl. It had been a bit since her own kin had gripped her this tightly "I love ye too, Anne.." Lottie closed her tired eyes for a bit and savoured the warmth of a child so dear to her. Right, that was enough mushy stuff! The Yorkshire mam kicked in and she broke the embrace looking down at the waves of white fabric "I see ye got my package then? Come on inside an' give us a twirl in the front room. Can't have ye dancin' in the gutter!"