Susan felt the shiver that ran down his back at the mere mention of the word, and hid her mirth behind another kiss. "I'm sure you are fully versed in them." She was doubly sure, taking her own potion now as well.
She shot Mischa a glare. "See, he still defends you, even after you get us all into this little mess."
She kissed him again, trying to wipe the worry from his brow. "We'll have to take them from Lynda, and try to find them good homes."
At the mention of not being a father, she giggled again. "But little Cass with the duckie was so cute." She put on a baby voice. "You can't deprive the world of that again?" She fluttered her eyelids dramatically, trying to get a reaction.