This is the form I was left with after the Fall, for better or worse. Fair bit smaller than my true form... it mattered less in Heaven. [ His shoulders shrug, keeping to his non-committal as if this whole conversation hasn't been strange, as if they aren't still naked and his guts filled with seed, and he hasn't brought up something world shattering in the slightest. ]

Doesn't seem like I've lost you at all. What, do you think I need to perform a shining miracle to get pregnant? Rut or not, you're still a man who came inside me... multiple times. I might be older than when I had Charlie, but not so old I couldn't have another!

[ He knows Alastor is going to try and murder him for this when he can't hold in the laughter anymore, but it feels like payback for his "punishments" over the last... he's completely lost track of how long they've been doing this. An hour? ...two? Something like that. ]