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Havelock is in his now-mysteriously-non-milkshakey room, but in a break from recent tradition is not either reading a book or wrestling a giant killer living plant.

He is, however, standing upside down. It helps strengthen the upper body, see. Also, he doesn't get as many weird looks when he practises them in private.

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"Ah," says Puck, nodding.

A beat.

"... Well, there are some. A wedding gift, I suppose, and really I think I am already grown attached to them."

"Well, you have expressed such a liking before, I suppose."

He pauses briefly.

"Minor point - this isn't going to get you eviscerated, is it?"

Havelock learns from experience!

Puck looks scandalized!

"Certainly not," he replies. "I did say they were a gift. And from their own father, even."

Unless that Prince guy isn't their father at all, and furthermore a lot cleverer than he looks ...

But probably not.

"My," says Havelock blandly.

"What interesting parenting."

He's starting to think that Puck and Lilly could maybe be a step up for these children.

"Oh, I am well aware," Puck says, beaming.

He thinks he could be a step up for these children too!

(At least Havelock knows he won't try to eat them.)

(Encourage some guy from Dublin to eat them, maybe!)

"What is Lilly's opinion on the matter?"

She didn't really strike him as the maternal type.

Puck blinks.

He never exactly ... got that one figured out.

"Oh, I'm certain she's delighted," he says breezily. "Though I admit she did have the appearance of seeming slightly out of sorts. No doubt 'twas the rather sudden nature of the transaction."

"No doubt," Havelock echoes.

Sorry, he's just trying to imagine Lilly Kane with two babies. It's... tricky.

"Still I imagine the situation can be remedied. Better you two than nobody."

Poor kidlets. Where's a Milliways creche when you need one?

"Quite so," Puck agrees cheerfully.

"I am most pleased you approve, dearest."

Havelock smiles briefly.

"Out of interest," he says dryly, "What if I didn't?"

He tilts his head, blinking.

"... Of which? The children?"

"Yes. Or you as a parent, though given the evidence, it seems unlikely I would."

Havelock has few illusions about most parents.

"Ah," Puck says, frowning.

"Well, were that the case, I suppose I should be terribly sad."

Havelock bows his head forwards.

"Then I shall continue to approve, I think."

Besides, what would disapproving accomplish?

What indeed.

Puck laughs, reaching up to brush a bit of hair behind Havelock's ear.

"In that case ... I am quite content."

Havelock smiles again.

His hair really is getting a little long, he notes vaguely. He should cut it, perhaps.

"Good. I do prefer that state of affairs."

Mostly because a bored Puck is a dangerous Puck, but for other reasons too!

Puck smiles back, closer to a grin.

"As do I. Infinitely."

He rises on his toes to give Havelock a quick kiss-- he is quite a bit shorter, in comparison-- before stepping back.

"Regrettably, I was told I must see to the children at some point in the near future." Frowny face! "With your permission, I shall take my leave."

"Granted," says Havelock seriously. "You have your paternal duties."

He shrugs diffidently.

"If you don't mind, at some point I should be interested to meet your new family. But when convenient, of course."

Ahahaha.

Dysfunctional doesn't even cover it.

Puck beams!

"I cannot think of a time that should not be convenient," he assures him. "You may come and see us, if you like-- or I shall bring dear Lilly and the children by at the earliest available opportunity."

Dysfunctional?

Puck sees no dysfunction here.

It's true, they are remarkably nuclear - all they're missing is the point four of a child, and a dog.

Oh, and a picket fence, but some things are a lost cause before they're even brought up.

"Excellent," smiles Havelock. "I shall look forward to it."