Orsino blinked several times and let out a long sigh as he set down the third boy. As per Don's warning, he let his eyes linger on the boy's hands and pockets before returning his attention to the only other adult present. "Toilet training?" Try as he might, he couldn't hide a grimace. But he left it there - it could be worse. "Yeah, OK."
For a few more moments Orsino stared at the three kids, wondering if that pen was really going to hold them, and if any of them had started showing any signs of early, and uncontrolled, magic.
"So," he began, clapping his hands together sharply and looking back to Don. "Time for some terribly exciting downsizing."