Scrunching up his nose at her mussing up his hair, Garret shook the mess out and gave her a look which clearly said that she shouldn't do that again, "S'not me fault they're so small, innit?"

And as IF Celandine Toussaint would ever dare scold him. Well, no, she would dare, but she wouldn't.

He grinned at Daphne's scowl and lazily draped an arm around her soft shoulders, "Yes, yes, I'm positively cryin' tears of joy at the sight of your blonde self, Daff." He leaned in, offering his cheek, just to annoy her, "Now give us a kiss, eh?"