Moonspear Sweet child o' mine

Rannoch considered what Wraen said, his expression thoughtful in his momentary pause. "Yeah!" he exclaimed excitedly, his mind buzzing as he considered all of the unoriginal traits that came together and make him an individual. "Kinda weird... but, kinda cool!" He briefly contemplated what traits his children would borrow from their lineage.

"After that, those little potatoes begin to learn, well, everything-- like walking without falling a million times!" he reminded her kindly. "But, you're right about the coordination stuff; I remember being very clumsy when I was younger," he mused with a chuckle of his own.