"Maybe sometimes, I guess. Ther's gotta be someone who's better at changing dispers and shit though. With like, motherly instincts?" Last he checked, he had none of those. "I'm going to be the favorite anyway, you know that." He rolled his eyes, "I'm so much cooler than Jacen. And way more badass."
Josie's comment elicited another eye roll from JJ, "Yeah, okay. Whatever, mom. A) he's going to sleep like a zillion hours a day, B) baby monitor, C) really? I'm 18. You're barely three years older than me. Stop talking like a grandma." Suddenly having a baby made her a real mom. Well, alright, it did, but he wasn't her kid. Their parents hadn't really been the best at their job or anything, but that didn't mean she got to tell him not to make out with his girlfriend or whatever. She had her own kid to worry about anyway. And he was an adult now, thanks.
"You're welcome." He shrugged at her questions. She was thinking waaay too hard about this, "Um. I dunno. It's not really the first thing I think about when I give someone a hard time. It's a pretty okay name. Better than mine, so. I guess it's cool."