"Aye, thanks," Scotty replied to the guard, taking Harold's hand to carefully head inside. It had been awhile since he had been here, and he had never actually been inside.
Still, Elektra needed some help, and what better way to do that than help wrangle hatchlings so she could get some rest? Well, and bring by plenty of food, just so that the family wouldn't need to be quite as concerned with hunting for the moment.
Once he was inside, he spoke up, smiling, though on the quiet side, "So, who wants dinner, snuggles an' bedtime stories?"