Nephew? Huh. Seemed they had a lot to catch up on. Not surprisingly the boy was big and Laufey could definitely see his sister in him, but that slate had to be from the father. No one in their family sported blue of any shade except in the eyes. Laufey wasn't particularly fond of the knowledge that someone out there knew his sister in the same way he had known Hani and while the overprotective side of him wanted to protest this and beat that knowledge out of Ashmedai's father's head, he was willing to bet that wouldn't go over well with Esti. So he kept that feeling to himself.
"A pack, though?" Did he detect a hint of criticism in that tone? Surely not, since she herself stank of a southern pack. "Hey now," he chastised, "You don't get to talk - you who not only joined a pack but let yourself get knocked up." No offense, kid.
"An uncle," the kid said in disbelief. Laufey's gaze swung to him and he shrugged. "Apparently," he grunted. "'Course she coulda found you under a rock or something." If that were the case that would definitely put his baby daddy beating thoughts to rest.
This character is prone to acts of EXTREME violence when provoked. If this makes you uncomfortable do not thread with him.
