“He’s barely a couple hours old! But yes. Children are wonderful,” said the man who was routinely and easily annoyed by them back in Amaurot. Oh how times had changed.

He did not lessen his grip, but sat back down into the water before an idea came to mind. He conjured him a little floating inner tube and set him inside to allow him to explore the water on his own. Without making him fear drowning. He conjured a few bath toys and a small pitcher. He filled the pitcher with water and poured a little on his head.

He was the perfect picture of cuteness, surrounded in bubbles and flanked by toys. “Let’s wash the smell of your dad’s lunch off you, hm?”