His arms around Percy's shoulders, he leaned down his forehead against Percy's. 'Don't be sorry, Percy, you have no reason to be,' he said, a smile on his face. 'As for selling the place, as much as I'd love to - impossible remember? If grandfather couldn't find a way to circumvent the curses and spells on the place, then I'm certainly not going to. He cared enough to try after all.'
'Besides, Aiden might like it, if he does he can have it. If he doesn't then it can fall to pieces for all I care.' He smirked, moving his face so their lips were touching.
'No preferences?' he asked, his tone almost teasing, though he pondered the options himself. He did think sooner was better than later, as it minimised the risk of Marietta suddenly running off or finding someone else to dump the kid on. Then again, they needed to fix up a room for him. The guestroom he supposed would be good.
'Tuesday? Wednesday?' he asked. 'Will that be enough time?'