Wesley wanted to outwardly glare and take them all in. Shame this priest before his sheep. It wouldn't do though. He considered an idea, so he fell into step beside the mother as he pulled out a notepad.

"As lovely as you are, madam, you are married, are you not? You shouldn't be flirting with constables. Now can you tell me the names of everyone here and their relationship to you?" He said as he wrote things down.