"... a daughter brings so much joy and girls have a higher chance of being witches! It's a great honor to have one in the family," I heard someone say to Conan.
"And trust me you want one that looks like you as well," another lady said. What were they trying to put in his head.
I don't think he was ready for another kid yet, though I'm not opposed to it.
"You look more at ease Conan," another lady said.
"Yeah, I was wondering when I could breathe again. I think I might need to take a break until the waltz ends," Conan joked.
"Oh my, I don't think you'll be able to," one of the ladies finally noticed me.
Conan turned and saw me. "Levi?"
"Want to dance?" I asked nervously. He got up and followed me to the middle of the room.
The music swelled.
