*raises brows in surprise* Oh wow! You're growing like a weed! You're gonna grow up to look just like your Daddy, all handsome and tall. *smiles briefly, glancing up at Norman with a wider grin* He's definitely got your eyes.
*Norman shrugs and nods* His mom has zero influence on his looks. *Turns to look at Damian.* Go back to play, we can talk later. *Damian left and Norman turned his head* In my defense, I was 18. And not every is perfect.