"Sounds like something the granddaughter of both Tony Stark and Namor would do," Sofia chuckled. Sadly, Sofia hadn't even thought of getting something water-worthy for the baby, but magic could always fix that later. Magic could fix almost anything.

"I know there's a lot that modern medicine can do - my dad was a doctor before he was the Sorcerer Supreme, after all - but if you need any poultices or anything to help with the pain, you know, magical infused stuff, let me know. I'm more than happy to help." It was a genuine offer, too. No witchy winking, no playful phrasing, nothing of the sort. Now was not the time to needle Alexa, and Sofia had no intention of doing so.

"May I say hello to her?"