Reaching out, Roarke took Bas' hand and squeezed it lightly. He knew it had to be hard on him knowing this whole arranged marriage bullshit wasn't at all what he expected. As for Marie, with his other hand he pinched her leg. Hard. He then scooped up her tiny frame and plopped her tiny ass in the empty seat before sitting back down.
"Bas stay. Marie, stop being a brat." He snapped at both of them. "Seriously there is something wrong when I'm the mature one in a conversation. In surprised the world hasn't fucking imploded already."