The name of Malleus for them was a mistake. They are too much like their name sake Malleus Draconia.
THIRTY MINUTES OF MY LIFE WAS SPENT CARRYING THEM TO THEIR LITTER MATES OVER AND OVER BEFORE GIVEUNG UP AND HAVEING TO WAIT FOR THEM TO FALL ASLEEP BEFORE I COULD LEAVE WITHOUT THEM FOLLOWING ME HAAAAAAAA
MC: *tries to open dorm door but it's stuck* what the? Grimm, did you break the door again?
Grimm: The great Grimm did nothing of the sort!
MC: *sighs and goes outside the back door.*
*Outside the front door is a stack of iron bricks. Malleus is also there, placing down more with magic with Lillia grinning behind him.*
MC: Malleus... my dear, dear fae... why does my front porch look like a construction site?
Lillia: *chuckles* Why, child of man, our... *tries not to giggle* our dear Malleus has decided to help you with your... problem.
MC: My... problem?
Malleus: Yes. Trappola and Spade made me aware of your iron deficiency. Lillia told me that swords would also be helpful, so I have commissioned two for you, although they will take some time.
MC: Malleus... thank you... for trying to help... but I have anemia... which means I don't have enough iron in my blood. This is very sweet of you though. But... if you don't mind... could I still have the swords?
Crowley: *popping up out of nowhere* My, my. I could provide you with what you need! For I am gracious!
MC: *hides behind Lillia* I'm getting supplements from Crewel, you worse than the American health care system leech!
the recent resurgence in episode 6 talk has led me to reminiscing about Rook's absolutely buckwild backstory. man tries on a nice jacket exactly once and immediately re-evaluates his entire life.
(this has actually been sitting around for a few days because I keep second-guessing it, so uhhh sorry if it's weird! I can't tell anymore!)