"Oh we can talk Remus into babysitting. Trust me I will negotiate that. It's been months and I'm pretty sure that part of me has already died or something." James was blinking a lot trying to see something when she proceeded to shove really wet glasses up on his face. Kinda gross. Kinda really gross. James tried not to be horrified at the fact that there were liquid smudges on his glasses. "It? I mean here as it..not her. Babies are not its..they are small parasites that are cute." He gave his new child a grin. "And yes for the love of Merlin woman please take these things off my face and fix them before I have an absolute heart attack."
James adjusted the way he was holding the baby so that he could leaned forward and deposit his glasses off his face directly into her hands. "So do we have a home? Can I uh..can I come live with you in whatever you're living in?" He assumed that would be okay but might as well double check.