"Yes, Regulus, I'd carry you drunk because you're home." Lucius said, unable to hold back another laugh, grip moving back to Regulus' hip to support him more and stop him either toppling backwards or ending up face-down in the mud. "I'd tuck you in and even read you a bed-time story if you really liked." He said, with his free hand carefully moving the young man's hand away from his stomach, the gesture seeming to suggest he was either getting fat or having a baby, and Lucius did not like those at all. "Although what your Cousin Bella would say I do not know."
His other comment only made Lucius' eyebrows disappear almost into his hair, "Really, Regulus?" Was almost all he could say in reply, unable to really find the right sort of words, although he added a moment afterwards, "You know, you really are too. We couldn't have a better Seeker."