"Never." He put the cigar in his mouth and in a few movements, hauled Ace and Marco both into his lap, wrapping his arms around them and resting his chin between them. If they were a little cramped, they could deal with it.

"We're a family full of fucked up bastards but we're still a family." And if Namur was here, he would cuddle him, too, damnit. Or Grell or Toby or hell, even Espio despite how much the chameleon would complian. Maybe he'd just let Marco hold on to him.