Cass sighed a bit. 'I'm still...getting used to things, I guess. This, everything, it's so far from what I thought I wanted. Actually it was fairly high on the list of the things I didn't want. Or at least that I thought I didn't want.'
He smirked, moving into Percy's arms, letting his lips brush against Percy's cheek. 'I'm not tense around you, though, am I?' he asked, hoping he wasn't. He didn't want to be at least. He may be getting used to the idea of being a father, but he had long ago accepted the idea of wanting to spend his life with Percy. Hell he wouldn't have moved in the first time if he hadn't been sure and the separation had only made him realise just how much he wanted it.
'I might be getting a bit restless. I'm not used to not having more to do than this.' He smirked. 'In case you didn't notice I'm not exactly the kind of guy who sits still a lot.'