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A bemused smirk followed his mate as she sidled away to take care of business. Only when she disappeared from view did Peregrine's attention shift back to their nephew. He huffed a laugh at Eljay's confused question, appreciating his naïveté for a solid twelve seconds before happily corrupting him.

"She's going to take a shit," he drawled. "Of course," he added in reply to the boy's second question. "You're gonna help raise them. Although, we won't allow many guests right at first. They're born pretty small and they need to grow up a little before they're ready to party." Peregrine mulled for a second, then clarified, "You can probably start visiting regularly when they're a few—two or three—weeks old."