Wesley frowned at the child. "How long were you in that pub?" The smell was horrendous, and while he didn't like kids, he definitely could imagine if they were watching her they'd look for the mother the moment such an occurrence sprung up.

He squinted at the man and his smile flattened a little, "It was the very first words you said to me, sir. Do I look like a fool to you? It isn't a good idea to lie to me, you know. And a man of the cloth." He shook his head as if disappointed.