 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
"Hi honey," Wes scooped up the boys, one in each arm, easy, and made his way over to his wife. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and turned around, ignoring the giggling and squealing of the little boys as they kicked their tiny legs and flicked at his ears with their tiny hands. He had a visitor, huh? Wes' eyes flicked to Emily and he gave her a nod of thanks.
All right, strange dude, we'll talk to you. "Right then," he walked straight up to the man and made eye contact, "you must be the bloke de Talone hired. She's this way, in the holding cells." Hardly holed up if you asked him.
Wes led the way to the cells, toddlers in hand still, without another word.
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