"Of course. That's how these things work, I'm sure." His voice had the barest edge of annoyance. This was well beyond his bullshit tolerance, even with the interesting family extensions.
He nodded and poked his head in, taking a cue from how Rose had opened the door. After all, he didn't want to invoke the wrath of a sleeping child or its mother. His mother. Sort of.
She was cute. Much cuter than Henry had been. But a lot things were, really.