Roland had lived with his siblings long enough to know that any sentence starting with "a scientific question" never ended well.
"A scientific question," Rianor repeated, his voice rising half an octave like a coach who had finally heard the starting whistle. He carefully set down his spoon and even pushed his plate aside slightly, as if the space on the table had suddenly become his domain. "Go ahead, Rhea."
Rhea bounced Ana in her arms and fed a tiny spoonful of mashed rice into the baby's mouth, acting as if she wasn't about to drop an absolute bomb. "I'm just curious," she said casually, her eyes shifting back and forth between Roland and Seraphina. "If a dragon and a human get together, what would the child look like?"
Roland choked on his water.
