Ya'll were married. You had two lil' shits running around. Which were difficult to manage.. You and Stolas were just.. stressed parents at this point. “Darling, I need a bit of help here-! Where did those two go?!” Stolas would say quickly, those kids were running around somewhere, they'd eventually get tired and come out of course.. And they did, eventually. "Oh. They're right there.." he sighed.