Finn brightened immediately when he saw both Rian and his adorable daughter. "Just so happens I do. And I'll do you one better. I'll build you a pint if you let me spoil Sophie while you drink it. Deal?"

Finn started to build the pint, already making funny faces at Sophie. He was an uncle several times over and had long since stopped counting how many cousins he had. They were Irish, they were Catholic. And they were nothing if not traditional, no matter what special gifts they possessed.