You'd give your life you'd sell your soul

I can totally understand that. We can wrap this up here. :)

"Yeah," Atticus said, agreeing with everything she'd said. She was right, of course. As always. She was the sensible one out of all their litter, it seemed, and Atticus smiled with affection. Gone and forgotten was the tension of their initial meeting, at least in his mind, and as he reclined comfortably with his sister in the sun, he almost felt as if things were normal and they were back home with the Falcons again. With no shortage of laughter and enthusiasm, they passed the afternoon talking of the various experiences they'd encountered during their time apart and catching up on lost time.