Malcom had been back home since two days ago, as he needed to regroup and think about his next moves. Here, he knew he was safe, protections were in place that no-one could break. This made the family home the best place to rest and stay out of preying eyes. Malcolm had confined himself in his room for the first hours, mainly getting back a long needed sleep, after weeks of hard work and long nights in hideouts, looking after the guys he was working on.
Then, when he felt a little more like himself, he had resumed some workouts. He needed to stay in shape. The success of many of his missions depended entirely on his physical abilities. And his analytics skills, as well.... That morning, he had done his run, and then some martial arts. Now he was hungry, and thinking he was deserving of a good breakfast, he walked in the kitchen, still in his training clothes, not thinking one bit he was not the only one in the house, after all, none of the alarms had rang...
But a voice stopped him in his tracks. A voice he knew and that drew a smile on his lips, "Clary? Clary is that you?" He approached and smiled more seeing her, got closer enough to hug her, and then ruffle with her hair as he used to do since they were little. "What a great surprise!" Following her gaze, he looked at the mess the twins had left, chuckled and grabbed his wand in his back pant pocket, motioning it to do a cleaning spell, which he let unfold, while looking back at his sister. "You hungry? I was about to make myself a breakfast..."
