He liked hearing about her own twins, and had to admit that the decidedly motherly affection felt soothing. He found himself gradually slumping into his folded arms over the table in a sprawl that was more relaxed, even if it didn't necessarily look more comfortable.

She'd trailed off, and he spoke up once he realized he should say something probably. Even though he was well off his tits already, and if he opened his mouth, something stupid was likely come out of him and offend the very sweet woman. "...When did you last see them?"