"Well, my friends don't particularly like me," Discord confessed as he brought his hands together, fingertips all drumming one another with his palms slightly separated. He pout a bit as his eyes wandered to the little girl.
"Ah, so nearly two years, given this device is accurate?" he motioned to a cell phone that was suddenly floating before him before it disappeared and there was a shape in his pocket defining where it had gone.
"Your daughter is quite cute. I do love children. It's a pity I was never able to have any of my own."