SkalgaManisjustSpaceFloridaMan bleated;

Video starts, facing an off-white carpet

"Are you sure you don't mind watching them, Mom?"

"Yes! Goodness, I raised Tor, then you and your siblings, Lunti, I can handle a pawful of grandkits."

The phone lifts, pointed toward the back of a Sivkit and a Human, standing before an older, brown-furred Sivkit

"I know, I know, I've just never been this far from my babies before!"

The human bends down and rests a hand on the brown-fur spot on the younger Sivkit's back

"It's okay babe, they'll be alright! And I bet Kalta's looking forward to some one-on-one time with her grandkids, aren't you?"

The camera falls over as the older Sivkit's shoulders shake in a chuckle, now facing the ceiling

"You got me there, gold-fur! Since everyone went and grew up on me and moved out, and with Tor getting ready to visit Earth, it's been lonely, living in this house by myself."

" . . . I'm sorry, Mom. It's just, work's-"

"None of that! Guilt wasn't my intent. You all got your own lives to live, and I'm happy that you all get to live them as you please. It's just strange, this house being quiet, even after these years."

A brown-furred muzzle enters frame, sniffing at the lens

"Well, you'll have a week with the kids, so that should be plenty of chaos. I tell you, Tilli and Tulli can make enough noise for four."

"Ha, wonder where they get that from!"

"Mom!"

The muzzle enters further into frame, revealing a pair of blue eye staring down at the phone

"Buh buh buh. . . "

"Where are you two going again, anyways? You didn't really talk much about it on the pad."

"It's a wild resort! Primitive tents, loincloths, firepits, no tech allowed, the whole thing!"

"Like Lunti said, it's this sort of tribal roleplay getaway, got started up by some couple from the Exchange Program. It looked fun, and Lunti's got some vacation days, so I thought it'd be a cool experience."

The kit pulls the phone up, focusing the camera on the white-spot over her left eye, sniffing at the lens again

"Heh, sounds like the kind of place I would have dragged Fital to, and walked out of pregnant."

"MOM!"

"Pfft!"

The camera shakes rapidly, stopping on a frame full of brown fur

"Well, we gotta go, Kalta. Remember, don't let Tilli and Tulli fool you, those two are- Wait, where's my holopad?"

Footsteps are heard, then the camera is lifted, showing a confused, light-skinned face, framed by blond hair and a short beard

"Huh, how'd you get that, Seashell?"

The camera's brought down, showing the kit being held to the Human's chest, balling his shirt up in a little paw as while sticking the other in her mouth

"Hey babe, I think that playpen's lock is loose, Fiti got out!"

Video ends