Ansel began to dig around for something to eat after setting out fruit for Lucio. Being twice the slight boy's size, Ansel had a much heartier appetite and specific caloric needs in order to maintain his muscular physique. Fruit salad just wasn't going to cut it. His desire to fry up some bacon had been smashed, not unlike the kitchen wall, and Ansel closed the refrigerator with a sigh. "I know we just did all that shopping, but do you mind coming out with me in a bit so I can grab something for myself? My desire to cook seems to have disappeared. We'll blame it on the amazing sex," he laughed, strolling over to Lucio and snatching a small slice of banana out of the boy's bowl. "That is, of course, unless you would like to make something for me, but I'd understand if you're not feeling up to it.<br/><br/>Before Lucio could answer, Griffith and Cassio had finally managed to make their way downstairs, both boys in various states of dishevelment. Ansel smirked when his eyes feel on Cassio; it seemed that Lucio wasn't the only Bane boy to enjoy a rough fucking that morning. The two boys snapped at Lucio, but the eldest Bane brother didn't seem to care all that much about their irritation. Ansel stood silent as Lucio related Ian's transgressions to his younger brothers, watching as dumbfounded looks bloomed on both of the boys' faces. It seemed Ian had left out a significant part of whatever thread he had told to them. Ansel couldn't say he was particularly surprised.<br/><br/>Cassio, however, did surprise the professor, and Ansel nodded as the young boy left the kitchen and made his way into the living room. "I'll be right back, sweetness," Ansel said gently, leaning across the island to press a tender kiss to his lover's lips before following Cassio. Feeling perhaps a bit presumptuous, Ansel shrugged his shoulders as he approached Cassio, a look of mild resignation on his face. "I've already spoken about it with your brother," he began, interrupting Cassio before the youngest Bane had even opened his mouth. "We're going to be leaving tonight, mostly due to Lucio's lack of desire to be around Ian, so we won't be in your way any longer. I've already set about searching for a contractor to fix the hole in your wall, and I'll pay for it myself. I don't wish for any of you boys to get in trouble with your mother. She seems like a lovely lady, but I know that if I were her I'd be irate to know that a hole had been put into the wall of my immaculate lake house." Talking about the hole in the wall reminded Ansel that there was still damage to his own wall back at the apartment, and he hadn't even considered searching for a contractor back in Chicago. He made a mental note to do some research tomorrow, as seeing the gaping hole would only remind Ansel of Buckley, and he had no desire to recall anything about that disgusting man.<br/><br/>"I realize we haven't gotten off on the best foot, Cassio. I hope you won't hold this against me. I'm madly in love with your brother, and I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon."