"Still, it's not smart to say that around." You never know if the person you just told is Death Eater, obviously, he finished in his mind. "Yeah, not like I'm a Death Eater, you're right." He forced a smile and did everything in his power to make it seem more truthful. "I can't promise you anything, so don't get your hopes up, you might end up disappointed." He stopped. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
Adrian has three sisters, he should have been accustomed on their crying, as every one of them was really emotional, that made him stand out even more, but he never really got used to that. He'd usually discreetly exit their room if they're at home, if they were in the town he'd try to comfort them, but that was about everything he ever did. Since he left London when he was seventeen years old, during the past eight years he kind of lost contact with all of them, they never stopped speaking, but their conversations were short and a little uneasy. However, none of his sisters lived with their parents now, two of them were married and had a family on their own, and the other one had a flat in SoHo district in London. That meant there wasn't any crying women around him, til now at least, and he was quite happy because of it.
His body went rigid when he saw Alessia's child crawling his way onto his lap. "No, buddy. This lap is for ladies only." He chuckled, lifted the boy and handled him to Alessia. He didn't like children. He never wanted a children of his own. He didn't want to touch any child, but that didn't mean he couldn't deal with such an uncomfortable situation.