Iris lets out a soft squeak at the hug. "Hi!" she manages to get out, suddenly feeling very shy but also enamoured of the baby. Her fingers twitch slightly with the urge to hold him. "You guys should, um... come in. Sit down! You must be tired."

She skips out of the way of the group, trying to find somewhere to stand where she won't hamper their movement. "Can I get you guys a drink or anything? Dinner is ready whenever you are!"