Hank J Wimbleton

*Odette runs her fingers through his bandana and sighs. She turns her head and sees the bloody tracks all over the floor trailing from the door to the couch.* "Welcome home, darling... Rough day?"

*She gives him a pitying half smile and replaces her lap with a pillow, getting up from the couch and heading toward the kitchen.* "Do you want me to make you anything to eat? Drink?" *She also took out a mop and some cleaning supplies from the cleaning closet, knowing she had to work quickly in order to avoid the blood from staining.*

*Antipathy Hank slowly looks at other one on his lap, but then looks away calmly as stays in his half laying position, not really bothered by sudden touch*

*Antipathy Hank blinks a few times, before his tongue darts out, making a silly dog like facial expression*

*Felix looked at Hank, it was already an usual picture when he comes back after his missions. He allowed for him to lay on his lap, placing a hand on the man's head and softly rubbing it.*

*Felix chuckles softly, continuing to rub and massage Hank's head trying to make him relaxed.* "rest for a bit." *his voice sounds calm and quiet.*

Uncle Hank!! *The little girl says with a warm smile, hugging him.*

*She giggles at his burp.* Uncle!! Don't do that!! *The little says between laughs*