Blaise was barely used to having Ae-cha around everyday, certainly not two little girls who were quite a bit louder than Blaise had expected. The pair of them giggling and running around the house. After they were finally settled into bed, Blaise poured them each a tumbler of firewhiskey and handed one to Draco.
"She is here until Sunday," a look of frustration crossed his face, "If I can get my way, I will have her at least half of the year. I don't want her to return to Seoul." He dropped into the chair opposite of Draco and took a drink of his drink. "They certainly get along well." he commented off handedly.