Terrence looked up at Malcolm. It was better than watching his flesh exposed. "Shit happens, love. We didn't know there was a potion lab there. We didn't have any intel about it. There've been no rumours of local potion production, at least at this level."
He took Malcolm's hand, and squeezed it. "I'll be okay. Mum isn't screaming, so you know I'm telling you the truth." He was sure she'd start ranting after he was fine, but he could deal with that.