Nathan's arms tighten fractionally around him. "And then she killed me and nothing changed?"
He reflects a moment, then adds, "I'm never going back to Gotham now, though, that's for damn sure."
"I might kill her if I see her again," says Nathan quietly. "I'd try not to. I don't want to make you sad. But I might."
"Do you want me to stick close when you're in Milliways? So I can remind you not to, if you see her again?"
Nathan hesitates, then nods once. "You can stop me without killing me, at least," he says mirthlessly.
"Mm. Distractions," murmurs Nathan. "...Babe. What if we'd brought Kerron in here? The way she looked at you - I don't have a fragment of a clue what she'd do if she met your son."
"She wouldn't hurt him," he says. "She might... try to take him away for his own good. But she wouldn't hurt him."
"I know, sweetie," he says. "You could scoop him up and run away, and I could scoop him up and teleport away, and even if he came here by himself, I bet he could get away from her just fine. We made ourselves a smart little munchkin."
"...He might bite her," Nathan points out.
Nathan does not appear to think this is funny.
"Don't like the idea of her turning. I don't want her hurt bad enough to want her to get to be a vampire out of it."
"Make sure Kerron knows not to bite humans," says Nathan wryly. "He could already jump high enough to reach a doorknob if he wanted to and we don't watch him twenty-four hours a day. Maybe Milliways will like him as much as it likes Elspeth."
"...I suppose. Just until he's older. It might affect his senses of smell and taste, but female half-vampires get along all right."
Nathan would be amenable to distraction now.