[ The singular is noted, and it is a good thing. One child is- still a lot, but it's a realistic lot. And it's different from what he's used to. No spares, because there's no expectation of danger. ]

Sounds- nice. Lot of shit to get my head around but- nice.

[ It's not quite a return to snuggles, but there's a warmth in his voice, and the next flower goes in Alucard's hair again instead of just being set aside. ]

Even when I'm all scaly and eating flowers and in danger of getting fired for being too much of a moth?