Vivie loves Harry. A lot. Several times this trip I'd find her just cuddled up to him, neither one moving for a long time. There's something about him that just calms her. One time I literally could not find her and started to panic. She had found Harry in the back of the basement, Grandpa's lair if you will, and was peacefully laying with him sucking her thumb and happy as can be.
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