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Tim is there, at his table. Sign up. "WELCOME TO MILLIWAYS. MAY I BE OF SERVICE?"

But besides that, he seems to be running some form of simulation. On the table in front of him are several dozen Tim Hunter Action Figured. Yes, they're the ones DC made, he got them from the bar. He also has what looks like a Mini worm hole stationed in the center of the table. He keeps enchanting the action figures, hten sending them through the wormhole. Someone might be curious why.

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Tim holds his hands up before him.

"No fuss from me. If he makes you happy, who am I to tell you no? I am not your father. Or your son."

Her eyes narrow.

"Why should Mordred have a say?"

Tim considers this on for several moments.

"Well, I don't suppose the one in this bar does. It's the little one."

She's staring at him.

Blankly.

"The Mordred to be?"

He shrugs.

"Family generally has a say. Because if they aren't comfy with it, it can be bad all around."

"...he's not going to be born until late April."

"Doesn't mean he doesn't still have feelings."

"...he's...just...forming. Six weeks old. He spins around. He doesn't think."

Tim shrugs.

"Eventually, then."

And Tim is trying hard to remember any stories where Morgan marries a wizard...cause that would be cool.

Morgan eyes him.

"Well, by that time, I'm sure he'll be used to him, won't he?"

"Will he?"

Tim shrugs.

"I'm really happy for you."

And he sounds sincere.

Quietly,

"I can't tell if you are lying, so I'll just say thank you."

"I have no reason to be Morganna."

Another smile.

"I look forward to your happiness."

She nods, and smiles.

"You guys need a pass anywhere? To the modern world for a date, perhaps?"

"I...I don't know." She seems startled.

A shrug.

"Might be nice."

Plus, if it were hsi world, he could keep an eye on Barty. And, well, anything that makes Barty a nicer person is good.

"I'll ask him."

"Good."

He smiles at her.

"Everything else going well?"

She nods.

"It's...fine."

"I detect a pause?"

"Maybe you do."

He shrugs.

"If it's none of my business, I'll butt out."

"It's my head." She sighs.

"I'll see you later, Tim."

He bows to her.

"As you wish."

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