“Oh,” Hunter nods a little.

It feels a little strange being here like this, he admits. He never wanted it to be this way. He really didn’t, but it was what it was.

He blinks and holds up a few papers, smirking softly, “It’s a little ‘contract’,” he makes a quote sign with his free hand, “for Lavy. She wants partial ownership of our twins… I just thought it would be cute to make it sort of official…”