"Nothing important." Montague said with a shrug, "just whether to take you to bed now or later." He said with a joking husk, leaning his lips in to press quick kisses to her neck before straightening and laughing slightly. "I am sure Marlowe will do a wonderful job of keeping you ladies in control." He teased, leaning down slightly, his face angled towards hers though their chests angled away by the babies between them.
The idea of of Umbridge being unhinged, he supposed he couldn't see it being far from what little he remembered of her; although now he had little information. Perhaps when he went to check on Cass he'd go and see what he could on what she was doing as apparent 'Minister'.
"Well, if things are unhinged," he said with a small smile, "the beauty of it is, we're forigien, we can leave." He teased, "well, you married one, so you get to come with me." Montague said, putting a possessive hand around her back, smirking slightly.