"That sounds awfully mean," Myron informed him with a little, tiny bit of a pout. Just a little. "I like magic. It's handy. And just wait until these three get wands." If they were Magical. But chances were fairly good that they would be - some of them, at least.
It was hard to resist the cuteness, really. That was Mother Nature's plan to be sure. Making children adorable, so adults would do their bidding. All big eyes and fluffy hair and winesome smiles, even when they had done something naughty. Myron channeled a bit of that himself, in fact!
"Bigger and louder and eventually they'll want to bring girls home. Or boys." He shrugged. Myron was fairly equal opportunity in that respect. Boys, girls, vampires, werewolves, merfolk...
"Well, can you blame them?" he asked as he started to pile blocks in a careful manner. "Adults don't do enough playing, really." Well, aside from a special sort of 'adult play' that he wasn't going to mention around the little ones! Little pitchers and big ears and all of that.
And then he grinned wide. "Should hope so. Knocking them down's the best part."