Sage just grinned over at Adrien, watching the other boy watch their son happily. He handed the baby over to him when he reached his arms out with a sort of giggle/coo, chuckling softly. The boy had grown so much in such a short amount of time, and sage had loved every minute of watching him grow.

Adrien smiled and took the baby, tucking him into the crook of his arm and kissing his head.

"We should talk to him more. So he can learn to speak better."

He stated, mid thought. He sometimes spoke beforehand really thought about the words. Butit usually didn't go horribly bad.

Sage had settled back down onto the couch happily, but when Adrien spoke he cocked his head in thought. "I suppose he is getting to be that age," he mused, nodding slightly. "Aren't you, Azriel," he chirped lightly to the baby, who giggled out another sort of babble of sounds on response to it.

Adrien smiled at Azriels babbled words.

"He's gonna be very handsome when he's all grown up."

He remarked, brushing a hand through Azriels ever growing hair. He could tell. But, he was slightly worried about what they would do for school... what if he jut randomly freaking grows wings in the middle of class! Adrien took a breath. He'd be eleven. They probably would have told him by then. He may want to go to school. But he needed to learn somehow. Adrien set his head on top of Sage's in thought.

Sage had hummed softly in response to Adrien's comments, nodding happily. "he'll be big and strong like his daddy," he chirped, referencing Adrien's larger, bulkier build. "He was heavy to carry around," he added with a chuckle, just teasing Adrien a bit. Though, he settled down happily when Adrien rested his head on his.

Adrien smiled slightly and kissed the top of Sages head gently.

"Maybe, maybe not," he remarked with a light tone. His unoccupied wing stretched out across the couch and Adrien groaned quietly.

"My damn wings are stiff as Hell. Haven't flown in a while."

He told Sage, letting Azriel play with his hand.

Sage had chuckled softly, just watching their son happily before glancing over at Adrien when he mentioned flying. "Damn ..neither have I," he admitted. "What do you say, Az? Want to go take a field trip," he asked in a cooey sort of voice one would only use for a baby. The little boy grinned and babbled something happily, and sage scooped him up happily. "Come on," he chirped to Adrien as he let his wings form behind him.

Adrien let a smile spread over his face as he pulled his wings close to hi sides then stretched them out, notable the way, then pulled them back to his sides. His wingspan was quite large, and would touch both walls if he spread them all the way.

"Where are we going? Taking off here or going somewhere else?"

He asked as he grabbed some warmer clothing for Azriel.

Sage had shrugged slightly, keeping his wings tucked against him, as if he extended them he was likely to break something. Especially since they werent light or feathered like Adrien's...they were dark and plated, with scale like things on them. And sharp parts. "We can take off from the roof if you want," he mused.

"Orrrrrrrr," Adrien dragged the word out, walking over to Sage and taking his hand, teleporting them to the forest near where they met. It wasn't to far from their house, and it was nicely shaded.

"We can take off from here," he said, smiling as he took Azriel, who was blabbing excitedly, looking around, from Sage.