"Amusing." Dante shrugged. "But probably not something I would be very good at." He didn't talk to many people, if any really, about his kids. Most people of the Seelie Court knew of them, but no one really asked him about their well being. As elves they had the best of both worlds, while also a lot of negativity and mortality about them. They were also searching out their mother which he had problems with, but did not involve himself regardless.
"Pieces of flesh, bits of wet fur. It's almost like home. We just need some golden geared pricks to dictate all we strive to do." He was increasingly worried, however, without the Court together at a whole that it was slowly crumbling.