Lysa looked out the window, it was almost evening and Sigmund hadn't returned yet. he put the phone back and walked up to the worrying twins. "He'll be here, my love. He's not going anywhere, okay?" she said to the girl, Martha, while wiping the small tear from her eyes. "He'll be back; in fact I could feel that he's already near." She said trying to cheer them up. She stood up and patted the dog on the head. "You know, my loves. You're very lucky to have such a protector; you know that dogs are pure creatures of love? They would do everything for their owner. They will never judge you, or forsake you, they will always be here for you. And, if you are away, they will wait for you patiently and endlessly, their whole lives if they have too, just to be with you again." she said to distract them.