wandering

“Shockingly, it’s been a rather busy week.” Benny’s voice dripped with sarcasm, lifting the crudely rolled cigarette to his lips and pulling a hard drag from it, smoke slipping from between his lips in a thick greyish cloud before his head fell backwards, blowing it into the air in a steady stream. “If you’re not here for business, I’m not sure what you think I can do for you.” At his leg, Izador clung, tugging and drawing his attention away for a moment, and he reached down and ruffled the mop of blonde hair under his fingers as his son gave him a gummy little grin. “Unless you’re here to offer maths help. Turns out, I’m dreadful at helping with homework.”

he'd been sent on easy patrol, which was essentially short for 'fabian you're making us all fucking crazy with your pacing around the offices go find some trouble and get out of here for a few hours,' and to be honest, fabian was happy to oblige. fresh air - and the opportunity to just fuck around who knows where without the pressure of an actual duty - was nice, on rare occasion. "not here for business, more just... checking up on the place. 'n you all, obviously, not just the place, that'd be stupid-" fabian shook his head, stopping himself before he started on a full proper ramble. his eyebrows rose - he knew the man was joking, but merlin's fucking arse if fabian didn't miss doing boring schoolwork sometimes. "d'you actually want help? i'm not- i don't actually have much t'do right now. believe it or not."

“Cross my heart, your illicit substances are safe with me.” Leon promised. He knew what he looked like– the burns weren’t pretty. They would get better, though. And he didn’t even have to stay too much longer. “I can have an orderly bring you some real food, you know.”