Luag let out a long sigh as he leaned forward to rest his elbow on his knee as he mussed his hair. "It isnae bad... Really, it isnae... It is just..." He puffed out another heavy breath. He knew he should just spit it out, but even if the words were simple, they were hard to find. About as hard as only feeling one thing about this situation. There was happiness, but also a healthy serving of shame, uncertainty, and anger mixed in.
His brow furrowed as he tried to sort it out. "Ah've a son..." he eventually said quietly, his voice a mix of confusion and awe.