(It wasn't that Dick liked animals, he did, they were sweet, cats especially, and dogs too, but he had also had a rural relationship with them, and he had laughed (gently), when Nix had said how long he believed that pets did go off to live on a farm when they got old.)
What? (An eyebrow raises, and Dick can't help but laugh at the look on the other man's face. He, on the other hand, happily takes the babies, bouncing them on his hip and cooing over them. He'll let them grab at his fingers, and sometimes winds up with one on each arm. He reckons it's because he had a sister he took care of a lot when he was a boy, so he's used to children, unlike it seems Nix is.)
I do. You're not very subtle anymore. (He keeps his face impassive, opening his mouth to say more before all else falls away:) Ricky?
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What? (An eyebrow raises, and Dick can't help but laugh at the look on the other man's face. He, on the other hand, happily takes the babies, bouncing them on his hip and cooing over them. He'll let them grab at his fingers, and sometimes winds up with one on each arm. He reckons it's because he had a sister he took care of a lot when he was a boy, so he's used to children, unlike it seems Nix is.)
I do. You're not very subtle anymore. (He keeps his face impassive, opening his mouth to say more before all else falls away:) Ricky?