"No, no, I need to know such things. In my own household, I'm the only adult, and abandoning the kids to their own devices with a pot of soup isn't really an option."

Judging the hell out of that guy, honestly. They're kids. At least stick around to give them candy and headpats even if you are terrified when they cry. One can always fit one's anxiety attacks into bathroom sneak-away time if one is efficient about it. Baltus sneezes in agreement.

"Then, there's no time like the present, right? As I recall there's a tea shop on an end of this street but I'm afraid I'm all turned about. If you wouldn't mind...?"