Nightmare whined softly and Jonathan leaned over, shushing the mare. He had returned against his better judgement to check on the child, feeling a nagging sense of needing to see the infant, only to find the place crawling with cops..which he was thankful for, he hadn't wanted to leave the child behind.
"Guess that's taken care of," he muttered, swinging back onto Nightmare's back, looking down at the scene again. "Still wish we could have snatched the kid..."