"That's fine so long as we don't lose them," Kate said. Fresh air is good for them. She can go back with me. So you know, I've asked Abbey and Molly not to take them off their tree in the house, not until the girls are a bit older so they're able to be more responsible in keeping track of them. I'd like us not to actually run one through the laundry. We've just been lucky that hasn't actually happened yet. I don't mind, of course, if one of us takes them somewhere." She turned around to go back in the house and saw Robert stepping up onto the front porch of the duplex.
"I'm gonna kill him," Kate sighed. "I told him to rest. Is he doing that? Of course not. I'm gonna hurt him. Come on, Lolly. Let's go home. With a little luck, he'll dose off over there and stop fussing for a bit." She took Lolly and went back into the main house.
"How did you slip by your jailer?" Angus asked.
"She went out to see some of her critters in the barn," Robert said. "She didn't see me leave."
"She's going to have a few choice words for you when you get back, you know," Angus said.
"Actually, that isn't what Angus said," Marcus said. "He actually said Kate was going to hang you by your gonads."
"Very likely, yes. And if Michael went around me and summoned Nigel, Nigel might just help her do that," Robert said dryly. "I am, though, old enough to make my own choices. I've been eighteen for a day or two now. So, let me see that shoulder."
"I'll give him a hand," Marcus said. Marcus helped him slip his shirt off, and Robert took off the dressing that Marcus had put on.
"Jesus. What a mess," Robert sighed. "Who hit you with that? That's some of the worst sectumsempra casting I've ever seen in my life."
"Suzanne, believe it or not," Angus said.
"I believe it. It's not a clean, straight slash at all. This is a jagged, crooked skin tear. She didn't slash. She effed up her spell, and she ripped the skin open. I've only seen a sow mess like this once before. What happens is they get just a wee bit of the spell under the skin, and then, they screw up the wrist motion and it acts just like a letter opener. The spell tears the skin in a line from the inside out. Next time she ends up in St. Mungos, I swear to Merlin I'm gonna make her a squib. She doesn't deserve to cast a single spell. Ruby and Marcus, you are going to have to watch this. If he starts to seep through the dressings, I need to know straight away. I don't know if this is going to heal properly. I want to keep a close eye on it. And, if you don't care, I'd like to show this to Jess the next time she has a chance to look at it This happens so rarely, I bet she hasn't seen anything like it, but she needs to know what it looks like and how to deal with it." He worked quite awhile, trying to cast a spell that would encourage the torn layers of skin to knit together properly. "If this doesn't work, I can do a bit of surgery to realign it properly. That really is the right way to heal it, but I'll give this a try first. Don't be surprised if it doesn't work, though. Ruby, your mother is indeed a complete ignoramus."
"That will not strike anyone in this house as news," Angus told him.