Quenzia: *kissed back pulling you closer*

Achilles: *half fell asleep*

Quenzia: hm..alright, I have been waiting for it myself

Quenzia: *smiled giggling a little *

Achilles: *relaxing*

Quenzia: he’s just protective and hates disrespect

Achilles: *went and laid down *

Azoras: *he went back home*

Quenzia: *likely sitting on the couch with Perry’s head on his lap*

Achilles: *of course got up to follow the nurse*

Azoras: *finally put you down *

Achilles: mhm

Azoras: I would’ve been fine if it was one hit, I’m not stopping you from feeling the ways you do, besides my child is an adult and we can’t keep treating him like a child or he’ll resent us, I’m letting him date this man because it’s what he wants and he’s an adult

Azoras: you were making his face look like ground beef and it’s just a word

Quenzia: *helped his poor boyfriend get home*

Achilles: I’m sorry

Achilles: I’m trying

Quenzia: come on we’re gonna go home honey

Azoras: *he did wince but moved you into his other hand* calm down and I’ll let you go, you just beat the crap out of your nephew’s boyfriend

Achilles: hm?

Quenzia: *patched him up and put ointment on his bruises* my poor baby

Azoras: *holding you by like the back of your neck waiting for you to tire yourself out and even took your sword*

Achilles: *appeared to be fine other than the hole in his arm*

Azoras: you’re going back outside *carried him outside*

Quenzia: *aided his poor boyfriend *