Broken Boulder no, i never sold my soul

Delight, what the fuck? He snapped, agitated by his friend's general uselessness; 'he can just sit around and look pretty' came flashing back to him, and he thought irritably that he hadn't realized that was quite literally Delight's plan. Least of all with raising his children. Fucking hell. He couldn't keep the harshness from his words, now. That's not nearly enough— all they do is eat when they're this young! Like, all day!
Alarian tipped his head back and called for @Queenie, not bothering to hide the ire from his call. He knew that, realistically, Queenie could kick his ass even on a good day; he hadn't had any good days since the whole Runion thing. Was that going to stop him from letting her know exactly what he thought, though?
Haha.
A thought struck him, then. Tell me you didn't leave the other ones alone.