Yet another teaser!

Wanting to play her own game, he finally hums in mock thought.  “You know, now that I think about it, she did have the best waist…”

She snorts.  “Of course you’d go right for the waist.  Perv.”

“Mom,” Damocles speaks up from her side, apparently catching some of the conversation, “what’s a ‘perv’?”

“It’s what your dad is.”  

“Don’t teach them-”

“Pop-pop!”  Cassia grins and runs down the clear path between the two, inward facing rows of vendor stalls.  Damocles quickly forgets his question and chases after her straight to Garrus’ father just meters away in the parting crowd.  

His father crouches down and the twins wrap their arms around his neck, surprising him at a human show of affection he’s still learning thanks to the too few times they can all be together.  After a moment, his expression softens and he lays a hand on each child’s back and ghosts a mandible over theirs.  Garrus and Jane meet them just as he looks up and smiles softly at Garrus, and the younger male actually smiles back.

“Hey!  Where’s my hug?!”  Sol kneels down just as the two children practically fly into her arms.  She’s much more used to hugging and doesn’t hesitate to squeeze them in the circle of her arms, making them laugh and squirm.

Jane chuckles as Garrus helps his father up.  “They’ve missed you guys.”

“Pop-pop.  Daddy is a perv,” Damocles says and Garrus’ mandibles drop in shock as his father does much the same in response, eyes widening as his mouth gapes.  Jane merely laughs and rubs the boy’s head.

Garrus’ father gives him an expectant look and, still feeling like a child, shrugs in innocence.  “I don’t know what he’s talking about.  He must have heard it somewhere.”  He gets an unbelieving rumble in response, but, thankfully, Damocles saves him from the very situation he just got them all into.

“Can we eat?”