He also tries to chew it. Or clothes. Or fingers.

[ Lucci squeals happily, fat little fingers reaching for Zevran's hand as soon as it's offered.

Simply hearing that, himself referred to as Papa- it cuts at something old and forgotten in him. Leliana had been right. This is what he wants. What will be best for both of them. ]

I have been assured he is perfectly healthy and Mia has been helping me mind him.