Hideaway Strath Svanrand.

His brow quirked up with his smirk. She seemed so normal after she'd just cried like a toddler for attention. He shrugged, glancing back for Jean. 
"Perhaps both. They'll take some time out of your day for sure."
He wasn't about to let her desperate and bored call be dropped.

"Though, I have a recruit in tow. He's calm." He quirked her a grin, wondering what she wanted. Probably just a distraction. Having few borders made some hell-bent on keeping family safe edgy. He pulled a face, scrunching his nose and his tongue peeked out. Then sneezed. He shook his head, "Sorry." He grinned again.
Damn, he was grinning a lot.