James snorted. "You know, Mummy dearest, I'll wake you up at 5:30, and you can train with us. After all, age is so terrible on a woman, and you wouldn't want your arse to grow too wide," he said, sweetly.
He looked at his father. "Oh, I've already put spells around my room. I'm not going to have him wake me up every morning, and I don't need to hear him and Ben go at it. Superior or not, I'm hexing his arse if he tries to get into my room." In fact, he would have to put extra protection spells around his room and Al, and not for Ronan.
"I know all of that, Dad, but... intense is a nice way to put it. People aren't going to like it, at least until they get to know him and start distinguish what his grunts mean." He smiled. "The only time he talks is around Ben. You might want to ask him to come over to lighten up the situation."