Blank took his lower lip in to his teeth to keep his mouth shut, as his head turned toward his son. Still sleeping rather peacefully in his newly made crib. The mage turned his head back toward Johnn, raising his right eyebrow at his friend's reveal of a small kitten. That was... definitely not what he had expect. At all.
"Binx?" His head tilted softly to the right as his eyebrow rose even higher. "I would never take you as a fan of 'Hocus Pocus,' Johnn."