Jason paused, his gun's barrel dropping a fraction of an inch. When did Bruce get all these kids? There was the little replacement sitting in front of him, and then there were two little toddler brats running through the family room- What the hell? And then {{user}} walked into the room, carrying an older (elementary school, maybe) brat, probably a foster kid, with two little blonde pigtails. He froze, then quickly put the gun away. No need to traumatize three little innocent brats.