It wasn't the first time Miles had actually considered obliviating his son, but it was the first time his hand had actually reached out to go for his wand before changing his mind.
Unfortunately, he couldn't keep obliviating the boy until he was 17, and his skills in obliviation were only useful on muggles, whose minds he didn't particularly care about wiping. The same could not be said for his son.
He'd managed to shuck his robes back on, and honestly felt for Daphne as Liam asked the most obvious question of all. Trust a Bletchley male to come to the most logical conclusion about sex that he could, and only at the ripe young age of nearly 6.
He nodded at Daphne's explanation. "That's true, and yes, it's something that mummies and daddies do for fun - but only when they are really old - like us." Merlin hoped he wasn't going to ask if that was something he could do. He could only imagine the boy would ask Ella, and then Millicent would come over and kill him.
He flipped the hair out of Liam's eyes, hoping that he wasn't going to make things worse. "But it's very special, and supposed to be very private, and when you're a little older, you'll understand it better." Merlin, he hoped that he would accept that explanation. It was bad enough having already had to explain that girls didn't have willies, but all boys did. Why the fuck hadn't Romilda explained that one to him? Couldn't the ghost make herself useful at least and explain this to him?
"Now," he said as he clapped his hands, "Why don't you run off and ask Zorbin to make you a milkshake?" Hopefully food would distract the boy enough to stop being so damn inquisitive.