"I know how that goes," Brian said. "Those two are like having twins in the house."
"And Robert and I don't seem to have any sort of sleep schedule anymore--ever," Kate said. "Seems like the older we get, the less sleep we need. We didn't ever get much of a chance to sleep that I remember of as it is, but it certainly hasn't gotten better."
"Thats because, first, we didn"t ever need much sleep, and second, we never had the time, and third, the older someone gets, the less sleep they need," Robert replied.
"I think I am going to go to bed," Angus confessed. Brian looked at him and then looked closer and frowned.
"Let me see that leg first," he said.
"Its fine." Angus said, as Brian got up and went over to him. Angus's leg was so swollen, Brian could barely lift his pantleg.
"You git! No wonder you want to go to bed!" Brian was angry now. "How long were you going to go without telling us?"
"Morning?" Angus replied.
"You really are a prat. Robert, come look at this."
"I can see it from here," Robert said dryly. "Get into my bag. You know the potions, Brian. " Brian opened the bag and mixed two different potions in a glass and gave them to him. Angus drank it.
"Now go to bed," Robert told Angus calmly. "That will help by morning."
"Thank you," Angus said. He bid goodnight and went to bed, leaving Brian shaking his head.