Sable listens  quietly as the children talk to here. It's obvious that they would defend their father to the best of their ability. "I've got super powers just like daddy. Do you two want to see them?" She forms a glowing purple light butterfly in her hands before sending it flying towards the twins. The butterfly lands on Jason's hip, flexing it's wings as it does so. "There's other people like daddy and me. We can help him make sure you two have plenty of food so daddy won't have to worry so much. There's plenty of food here, so daddy can eat too." Sable sits for a few seconds in silence. "A friend of mine is coming to check out daddy and you.  Myxi, can you tell me how often you get insulin?" She pauses and waits for their answers. "When's the last time you guys ate? I can find something for you guys to eat and bring it in here so you don't have to leave him."<br/><br/>A few minutes later, she returns with the requested sanwhiches before leaving to brief the doctor about what she knows about the patients. Sable takes her post by the door frame as Dr. Owens works with the kids.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">David Owens smiles and sits down on the floor, before introducing himself to the two skittish children.  He really is a sweetheart, being broad but well muscled, eyes that can make an iceburg melt, and natural messy brown hair. He keeps an eye on Jason in case he wakes up wondering why another stranger had come near his twins. Apparently the auction house had been in a rush. The little family should have had health checks and paper work. He had worn his stethoscope around his neck, so the bell is warm from the heat coming through the fabric of his shirt when he listens to their hearts. He sticks his tongue out at them in order to get them to stick their tongues out. Finally it's time to look over Jason. </span>