Tris knows without being told that Briar doesn't mind picking up more languages, so he doesn't even bother answering that bit. To Harry, he says, "Sea creatures, huh? Good thing Tris likes the ocean. Did she ever admit that she once tried to stop the tide, just to see if she could?"

She warns her sisters silently that they're coming. Daja, Sandry? Will one of you arrange a private room for us for the afternoon? I have guests, and one of them is a little overwhelmed. I don't want her having to deal with an entire common room full of people. She knows that if she leaves her mind open, both of her sisters will take a quick look, note Silna clinging to her hand and Briar and Harry's voices behind them, and take care of things.

"Are you hungry?" she asks Silna. Sandry will fuss, might as well let her fuss in a productive direction if Silna wants anything to eat. There's also making some warmer weather clothes to keep Sandry occupied, but that can wait until they've settled in and Sandry has had a chance to take measurements.