[ Of course he looks like Fleur. Bill should have guessed. He gets lost for a long moment just looking at him-- he looks like the perfect combination of the both of them. All Fleur's beauty and all Bill's build. How could he have worried that he wouldn't recognize him? He can't look at him and not think he's mine, this one.

Which is why it takes him a moment to realize Louis has said something. He blinks, coming out of his thoughts rapidly, and smiles, going in for an awkward hug. (He's not about to just not hug his own son, okay?) When he pulls away, he leaves a hand on Louis' shoulder. ] Sorry, hi. Yes. I am. They haven't given me my old job back, as their records show I'm meant to be ten years old, so it's just some filing for now, but it's a job.

[ He makes a face. ] Let's not talk about work. Work is boring. Tell me about you! I want to know everything.