He leaned into her hug, laughing at her classification of his sperm. "Ugh, Li...cia," he managed. "Don't remind me that my parents were dirty, horny bunnies, kay?" he murmured, turning to hug her more fully.
He'd have to sober up before going to get this paternity test tomorrow. It'd be shady to show up drunk. He sighed and rested his head on her shoulder. "You gonna get her a kid sized broom, I suspect?" he asked after a moment.
He didn't know if he'd be a good dad, but the thought had crossed his mind that he'd have to start getting a lot of things out of his flat, or at least make them undiscoverable by a six going on seven year old.