At first, Teddy doesn't know what he's looking at. He's about to open his mouth to ask but the words don't quite come as he realises. And his mouth stays hanging open and his hair goes quite limp from the surprise before a steady flush of turquoise takes over the brown. Teddy Remus Lupin is looking at his child and he can't quite believe it.
"That's... Vic, is that really—?" He bites his lip, taking in the unmoving image as his fingertips trace the outline. "Oh, fuck.