Sabrina's neutral gaze flicked between the Egyptian and her husband. She nodded in agreement to turn the kids' attention to something less...[i]behind the scenes[/i]. The times Sabrina had been assigned to work with Thierry before they were married, always ended them in precarious situations. She still could find the scars from the trip to Peru. The less the children were exposed, the better. 

Sabrina smiled thankfully at Theo as he took their bags to the tent while she ushered Cosy and Auri to the tourist areas. She glanced back at the tents, catching her son flirting with a staff person, most likely an intern. [b]Très bien, Roméo, let's stay off the device you've been glued to since we departed from the house and go see things your father suggested,"[/b] she called out her son with a smirk and a knowing look. 

Sabrina worried for her son as he gained his father's skills of persuasion, and sometimes she was worried that he'd use it to take over the world. Of course, that was a family joke, but she knew her son, and he gained his parents' knacks of finding their way into trouble. 

[b]"Auri, would you please keep an eye on him? If you two are not coming with us,"[/b] the mother referred to Theo before turning to Cosette. [b]"He's like Papa, isn't he, ma petite fille?"[/b] she suggested before she led the way to the tourist exhibits. 

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Sabrina had taken Cosette through the closest tourist stuff they could do at the moment before encouraging the young girl that sleep was important. It was technically early morning, and she would experience jet lag if they didn't try to go lay down for a moment. Once Sabrina had coaxed Cosette into pajamas and her cot with Chignon-chignon, she told her daughter that she didn't have to go to sleep, Cosette just had to rest her eyes and relax. She placed a kiss on each of the kids' foreheads like she had done the last almost sixteen years and went over to her tent. 

Sabrina paused as she saw the light of the lamp where she had last left Thierry when distracting Cosy. She walked up and peered around the edge, smiling softly. 

[b]"You know staring at inscriptions won't make the answer jump out at you,"[/b] she teased as she neared her husband, who hunched over an exam table. [b]"You should really get some rest, Thierry. I know you didn't on the plane or the bus,"[/b] she suggested as she laid a gentle hand on his left shoulder, rubbing it softly in a comforting manner.