"Why not? I'm old enough." Dante was still smiling. He was a bit older than most people cared to learn, but he wasn't one of the Fae who spread seed all the time. These were his only children.
"I don't think now is the time to rejoice in family affairs or having babes. I wouldn't tell that to the goblins, though." He turned his head towards the wall as though he could hear the clomping of happy goblin feet dancing.
"Had an Unseelie in earlier." Dante mentioned, stretching his legs out in front of him. "Rotting sort who drank himself and slid out in a shadow."