"Well I only have one favourite midwife." He said with a grin, stepping over the threshold but pausing to wrap his arms around her in a hug. She smelled sweet and of something that made him think of long summer nights. Was that what the creation of life smelled like? He supposed it must be.
"I hear congratulations are in order." Remi said, pulling back with a raised brow, equal parts pleased and softly prodding that he hadn't been told sooner.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.