Conversation overheard thanks to the wonders of Skype and broken headphones/mic rig.
Corwin: (also known as my son) *playing some kind of elaborate Minecraft mod that allows players to be werewolves and vampires, and have spouses and children*
Corwin’s Friend: You procreated. What’s your kid’s name?
Corwin: Phillip. *pauses a beat* My son! Look at my son!
Corwin’s Friend: Is pride the word you’re looking for?
Corwin: No. There is so much more inside me now.
Corwin’s Friend: Careful, Phillip’s gonna be lunch for that vamp.
Corwin: As long as he doesn’t die in a senseless duel defending my nonexistent honor.