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Porter glanced over at the beautiful female next to him, swinging their intertwined hands back and forth in a very relaxed manner. "Honestly, I have no idea. This is what... the fifth time we've left him home alone with Lykaon?" Porter questioned her. "Everytime they look completely innocent... but you never know. That wolf of yours is a bad influence on him." Porter winked at Pastela as he teased her. He was actually pretty lucky in the fact that Lannister was a pretty well-behaved kid, more so then he had ever been. It was nice to get away on these dates and focus more on themselves, since their time had home was wrapped up in entertaining Lannister most of the time.

Porter nodded his head very quickly and enthusiastically, "Oh yes, I've had to come up with exciting and interesting ideas for each and every one of them. It's been at least 5, if not one hundred." He grinned playfully. "Lannister?! No, he's an angel... in faerie form." Lannister continued to walk on, conversing with Pastela as he did so. He gave the angel a strange look, wondering what she might be getting at. "You trust Lykaon don't you?" Porter hoped that he didn't have to worry about Lykaon ever turning on Lannister, he trusted the wolf because Pastela did.

"Oh..." Porter went quiet. He should have known that his relationship to his little brother was different then the companionship he had growing up with his other brother. "I had a sibling that was my age when I was growing up, I didn't even think about it being any different for Lannister because he had me... but I'm hardly his age." Porter shrugged his shoulders, he would fix this, "Its a good idea Pastela, I'll take him out again someday and see if we can find anyone his own age." It had been a while since Porter had taken Lannister outside of Pastela's garden, mostly because last time he had ran off on him, it had scared the daylights out of Porter. Lannister was older now though. "The sunset looks so beautiful doesn't it?"

Porter nodded his head, he was learning new things about this 'parenting' thing all the time, it was never as easy as he thought it would have been. "I understand... I'll try and find something for him." Porter brightened up at the feel of her hand squeeze. They were getting close to home now, so this was some of their last moments alone in the peace and... well home was pretty quiet too... but he felt like he should take advantage of every moment alone. Porter used their clasped hands to pull Pastela into his arms, kissing her passionately.

When it was time to come up and breathe, Porter slowly pulled away, "There, now that that's out of my system, we can go home." He grinned sheepishly at Pastela as he resumed walking with held hands for the rest of the journey home. He held open the door for her and entered after she did. Lannister was playing with some of those crudely shaped wooden toys that Porter had made him right in the hallway. "Hey Lannis," Porter said, letting go of Pastela's hand so that he could lean down and hug his brother. "You being good?" Porter asked him. Lannister gave him a smile that said, 'of course' in return.

Porter smiled and sat down, motioning for Pastela to sit down next to him. Lannister waved at Pastela before looking back to his toys and silently playing with them. Always so quiet, the boy was. Porter glanced at Pastel and said in a low voice, "I wonder if he would have spoken more if he had someone other then us to talk to..." the male pondered, watching him play alone just allowed Porter to dwell even more on what Pastela had mentioned on their walk.

Porter was still staring, somewhat sadly, at Lannister, he didn't even notice the motion Pastela made. "Aside from making one?" Porter furrowed his eyes, realizing how that sounded. "I mean... like planting one in the garden." He shook his head, he didn't know any kids apart from Porter, he didn't have any friends aside from Pastela that might have kids. "Gee, I really need to get out more often."