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Cas' eyes widened. "you mean -- wait -- being dudes, we can spread ... whatever this is!?" he wasn't sure about that, having recalled his mother's detailed education. "but like, i thought you have to, you know, touch them, to get them that way." right? was Esaro some sort of prolific Kokopelli? touchin' everyone and makin' them pregnant? 

the Mayfair child had to admit, that was a stone-cold cool skill. "well, if they're already looking fat--" read: pregnant -- "then i doubt they can be more pregnant." he was sure of that now. "we just have to make sure no more dudes come in."

the boy bumped Esaro's shoulder playfully. "hey, even if this is your fault, man, good job. that is a pretty awesome superpower."