Children should grow slowly

"He won't suddenly turn into a toddler, right?" Neel eyed my son suspiciously. 

"Isn't that too much? I'll be terrified too if that's the case," I shuddered. "I don't want to skip the whole process of him being all cute and wobbly!"

"Just making sure," Neel rubbed her chest slowly and sighed. "That's a relief."

What kind of movies did she watch in the past?

"Anyway, I know he's cute and such--but you're not calling me here just to brag about him, right?"

"What's wrong with bragging?" I pursed my lips. "Won't you naturally want to brag if you have a son like him?"

My passionate declaration was met with enthusiastic nodding from Natha and the Tower staff, making Neel roll her eyes in exasperation. I laughed and patted her back before she really turned around back returned to the Tower.

"Alright, alright--I do have something else to talk to you about," I held her shoulder and seated her on the upper garden chair.