Redhawk Caldera aftermath

Peregrine's tone remained casually jovial, but Grimm got the impression that he was dead serious. The fact that he was establishing a timeline for when his wife would be ready to do the deed (or some awkward, tongue-centric permutation of it) with her subordinate was proof enough. And he wanted to be there? Grimm's stomach fluttered at the thought of it, until she remembered that this was an invitation to canoodle with Peregrine's wife, not the wolf himself.

But then, Fox was pretty cool. Straightforward, blunt - and quick to scrap, judging by the multitude of scars she bore. Maybe there was something there. At the very least, Grimm would make an effort to find out - especially if it would please Peregrine, as it seemingly would. She shrugged, nodded, and Grimm-grinned widely at him. "..the more the merrier?"

Elwood who?