He smiled when Viara nudged his boot, perhaps a little apologetically. So the elf was staying, he was glad, hoping that Darrian found what he was looking for. "Child care?" Thren smiled at Darrian. "I've had far worse duties."
Thren nodded at Viara. "Whatever you need; perhaps Bob would like Darrian to work off his rage in the kitchens?" He wasn't sure what happened, but it had been worse than storage room passions.