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[ the door slides open quietly under his push, greeting him with the sight of the mansion interior bathed in a golden yellow light -- a welcoming atmosphere. smiles, allowing himself to feel mildly impressed that the decorations were not as atrocious or in excess as the (semi-)disastrous party-meeting in their shared past. the first goal of his evening long-since decided, he gives alyssa a kiss to the forehead, brianna a silent look to communicate his intention & a final murmur of departure to his little brothers before he gently detaches himself from them -- but not for long, he hopes, for they are who he wishes to be around the most tonight -- in search of a certain boy-turned-man (mentally, at least).

is rather glad that there seems to be a distinct lack of them running around, making his search very short & effortless. gives anna a small bow & a polite (but well-meant) smile. ]

Good evening.

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[ gives him another long look, but lets it drop with a simple roll of the eyes. sips at his own coffee, looking pretty content where he stands. ]

You stayin' for the entire thing?

Eh, maybe. [ moves his cup of coffee around a bit to watch it swirl, shrugging. ] I've got work to do, but I guess it can wait.

Work, huh. You ever gonna tell me what you do?

[ grins, holding his head up high. ]

Haven't I told you this before? I save the world, of course!

[ shakes his head with a snort. ]

Right. Forgot that you save the ladies in your undies.

[ snickers and comes down from his high, lifting a shoulder to half-shrug. even if his next words are said lightly, there's something more truthful behind it. ]

Ladies, gentlemen, children; whatever the job calls for, I'm there.

[ grins wide. ]

Shit, with you on the job, N? Me and Diane don't ever gotta worry 'bout my brats' safety, eh?

[ expression goes flat, an eyebrow rising, like he's questioning damon's sanity. ]

... I think they can take care of themselves.

[ ditto on his own face, brows furrowing a tad. ]

The hell? Oi, they're hyper, but nowhere near superhero level.

Yeah okay you keep telling yourself that.

Besides, they don't need strength. They can petrify anyone without even having to do anything since they're so adorable.

[ rolls his eyes as he barks out loud (but pleased) laughter. gives nathan a light punch to the shoulder when he's calmed down, eyebrow raised. ]

When they're back on their feet? Come see 'em, then.

[ falters a bit from the punch, grinning once he steadies. ]

I plan on it. I've got a backlog of stuff for them!

Yeah? But lay off the candy, N.

... but... that's their favorite...

I AIN'T DEALIN' WITH THEIR SUGAR HIGH.

I'LL GIVE THEM SUGAR-FREE CANDY THIS TIME I PROMISE.

What?! What do you take 'em for, idiots? No way in hell they ain't not gonna notice that!

B-but... they love the candy. Not even one piece each?

... you deal with 'em.

[ looks really excited over this; might be bouncing a bit in place. ]

Okay! Can I take them somewhere? Like, an amusement park or something?

Fine by me. [ short pause. ] But uh. Ask Diane anyway.

[ salutes. ]

Can do!

[ smirks a little & lands one of his hands on top of nathan's head, giving the hair a few light pats. doesn't speak, letting his content expression speak for him. ]

[ smiles up at him widely, obviously enjoying those pats. lapses into silence as he glances around again with his gaze, wondering about something in private. decides to voice it at the last minute: ]

Do you like being a dad?

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