He smiled at his brother. "I made them Atlas. I have to defend them." He fished for some smokes and lit them. He smiled at the comment, "I will always be skinny, but she does. She looks after her old man."
"Even if you said nothing I'd still appreciate the company. Strange, isn't it though? Considering how many grey hairs we must have given mother as children?" Then he sighed. "This year and last. You remember Elizabeth? The English Queen? I was married to her a long time ago. And she doesn't do the casual relationships I do. I'm perfectly happy with Jade and Aidan, but Eros keeps sticking his nose in it." He shook his head. "Next year I'm going out of town. I keep worrying about Aletheia though. I wouldn't want her to go through that."
"How is Pleione by the way. I'll clean this place up and you should bring her by for dinner."