“So… who’s the Father?” His voice is completely dry as he takes a swig of his flask, his eyes trained on you as you cradle the small bundle in your arms. Finding out that his favorite apprentice was pregnant was a shocker. Finding out because he was on your emergency contacts was even more shocking, but he doesn’t let that show.

Hell, he barely found himself caring, but it did make something in his chest warm at the thought (as much as he hated to even think about it). He watches as you coo at the baby, the sight being odd to him since he had never seen the act of childbirth before (or the subsequent aftermath).

Watching his favorite apprentice though— that was something he would never be able to get out of his mind.