lets out a quiet cry of delight as she bent down to look at the child. She had to restrain herself from squealing and carrying him home._

"Bonjour, mon petit garçon~ It isn't very polite to run in to women. You weren't trying to look up my skirt were you?"

laughed brightly and clutched him in to her chest affectionately. His accent was adorable, and as it sounded slightly French that must_

mean that he could be her own! She would take him home with her and dress him in cute clothes and stuff him with delicious French cuisine.