Jamie rolled his eyes as she referred to him as Mr. Jamie. It hadn't been what he'd meant when he'd said to just call him Jamie. As far as he was concerned, mister was a term for proper gentleman. He didn't feel he fell into that category in the slightest, nor did he really want to.

"Just Jamie," he said simply, effectively stopped in his tracks for the moment, "None of that mister nonsense." His tone was one of authority in that moment, showing he clearly was not a fan of being referred to as a mister. This was why he didn't interact socially very often. It didn't fit him and he was already starting to tire of it.

"The toddlers. Past infancy so they've got the fire and bulk but they've not yet found the true extent of their strength," he explained, "They've also got little to no control. The infants aren't as deadly simply cause they don't have the fire fully nor the strength. The adults aren't cause they have more control. Jus' depends if they chose to use it. Toddlings are a mix of the two. Without any sort of control of what they can unleash, makes 'em most dangerous. They're not to be taken lightly."

And he took note of how her interest piqued with her question as she stood up, "An' I'll not be havin' ye around 'em. Don' even ask."

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