*eventually folds his hands over his crossed knees, looking relaxed except for the bandage on his forehead and rumpled clothing*
*smiling lazily, enjoying filling in the blank* If it was a school the Tower could take care of it. *tilts his head* Children are the future, they say.
*lightly* I daresay the Fountain won't be bothered. *showing surprising awareness of current events* The lovebirds will be too busy.