Seres only protested a little, wanting his hair to remain fluffy. Magnus thankfully was ready to hold his son, so did so with only a little grunt. He was so big now. “Just be careful, please?” Magnus whimpered

Carlos reached for the closet door, but paused when Magnus spoke. He looked up at the other adult, his lips pulled a bit tight. “Would you… rather get Seres away before I open the closet and look?” he asked gently. He had no idea what sort of harm glow-in-the-dark painted numbers could have, but… they might be talking about magic. He didn’t know that sort of stuff.