He begins to braid, pulling Nina's thick hair over her shoulder, separating the strands before he starts to work with it.

"Thoughts have changed so much over the years," he says. "About nearly everything, men being present for childbirth included. Gone one way and then back again more times than I can count. When my parents were king and queen, I don't think anyone really gave a shit. He was there when I was born, far as I was ever told."

He's not bothered by it himself. He's seen too much to be offended by the nature of it all.