"Shall I..." Will started ominously from behind Eva. "Take the little prince...?" His arms and hands were held out, gnarled like an old tree. His eyes twitched and his face was much more severe than he could hold for long. Will broke and cracked a smile but still held his arms out for Prince Torben. "No, really." Will's features all returned to normal, "I'll take him to his little nursery if you want." Omen offered, an eye pointed toward the pandemonium going on beyond Zap. "Gwen! Check the boxes over there!" Will pointed to a collection of boxes only Mateo and his wolf had started rifling through. That wolf knew something. "Baby, yes?" Omen once again held out his arms.