"You mean it?" Micah sniffed.
Ivan tried to make Micah feel better by describing his valiant explorations through mice-tunnels under the house. "With naught but a bent-pin for a sword, I defeated a mighty rat, bent on my destruction!"
Micah gasped, and was a bit curious what it would be like to explore mouse tunnels.
"Ryan? What on earth are you doing?"
"I... ah... me?"
"Yes, you." Jillian tapped her foot.
"I am ah..." He gathered Micah and Ivan into his arms. "I'm um, playing with my dolls."
"You don't strike me as the doll type of guy, Ryan." Jillian gave him a dubious look.
Micah stiffened up and tried not to blink.
"Wow, they're really weird looking. This one looks an awful lot like Micah. And that one looks like Frosty!"
"What am I doing with them?" Ryan thought a moment. "I'm... ah... we're just... hanging out."