As the kittens appear to be healing nicely, I have allowed the kids into the foster room for short periods of time with certain restrictions... keeping covered as much as possible, washing/showering after being in the room, etc.
My younger daughter visited Wednesday, sat on the floor, covered herself in an old bathrobe and instantly made two new friends (Porter, as per usual, took his sweet time to warm up).
Eloise hung out for a minute before getting distracted and wandering away. Henry was a completely different matter.
They snuggled and held hands.
They told each other secrets.
Henry kneaded and made biscuits in the bathrobe.
He made the long march to nowhere.
He gazed adoringly into her eyes until...
He got distracted by a lock of fluttering hair.
"I think I love her."
He must truly love her. I've never seen him sit still for this long.