Would it bother him? If they kept these children? He thought about it all while watching Crowley move in that way of his, before he found himself with a lap-full of demon, which was quite frankly quite wonderful, he leaned back just enough to make a bit more room for Crowley, an arm winding its way around his back quite pleased with the new position. It threw him off for just a moment, distracting him from the question at hand, his thoughts instead on the easy press of Crowley against him, of the nearness that they could and did indulge in now, would he mind?
"They are rather different, aren't they?" He agreed of their newest charges. And yet not all that different at all in many ways. They were still children after all, they'd had questions the same as the others, they were small in the same way as well. It was all very interesting really, that they were not human and yet so familiar as well.
He walked his fingertips idly against Crowley's hip as they spoke, taking a moment to finish his glass of wine and with a thought sending the glass to a safer location with the help of a small miracle. The last thing he wanted was wine spilled. It would spoil everything.
"No," He answered finally, "No I would not mind if we kept them." Whether they were large or small in point of fact. It was new, living with anyone else, and newer still having anyone there but Crowley, and yet the additions to their home had not been unwelcome. "Though I imagine they'd find my magic act less amusing if they do ever grow up." He lamented.