Harri blushed lightly. It was impossible to pretend he was American. His accent gave him away, even though he wasn't really conscious of it. "I s'pose if you called a sprog a kid in New Zealand, people might mistake your child for a baby goat." He shrugged cutely.
"I know you want to spend more time with him. I can't blame you. You're a natural mum, really." He smiled reassuringly at her.