[ Nix would kind of hope they would, if only for the kittens sake. He knows that kind of thing means problems with the baby's health eventually. But then he's not a vet, he doesn't really understand animals.

( Here he is, already thinking about the kittens' kittens. He's fucked. )

The majority of the cats are now being held by Dick, except the one who has gone to sleep right beside his thigh. Nix looks at them with fondness in his eyes. His mouth twitches slightly, his gaze settling. ] Maybe. [ He doesn't like the idea of leaving his warm bed to go swim around the lake. But maybe if Dick manages to convince him. ]

You know that might not be so bad. Maybe I could gather up enough supplies. Make a nest for myself in the bedroom. [ A snort. ] I don't know how to talk to babies, you know that.