The middle-aged woman gave a questioning look towards Apollo.
Willow smiled apologetically.
"Sorry about my... son. He means no harm, I promise."
The middle-aged woman frowned. It slowly deepened until eventually...
She rolled her eyes.
"Bah, children will be children."
The woman laughed.
"I can't say anything because mine would do the same!"
Willow let out a sigh of relief in her mind, while amicably chuckling on the outside.
"Oh please, I'm sure they are far less unruly than my children."
The middle-aged woman flashed a smile.
"Hah. You'd be surprised."
She shook her head.
"Anyways, my name is Abigail. What about you and all your children?"
Apollo raised his bokken in the air.
"My name is Apollo!"
Layla enthusiastically hopped up and down.
"I am Layla!"
She was a little too excited and began introducing the others as well.
"She is Willow and he is Hex!"
