Schiller curiously leaned over to look at the babies in the cradle. Although it was not his first time seeing newborns, each time he was still shocked by just how ugly they were.
Newborns were extremely ugly shortly after birth, all red and wrinkled, their features not even clearly visible. They looked like oversized red rats.
The difference was that this time there were two big rats, and Wanda was looking at them with a loving expression, as though they were priceless treasures.
Jarvis looked at Schiller. Schiller noticed his gaze and turned to look at him as well. Somewhat baffled, he pointed at himself and said, "You don't expect me to give these two little ones psychological counseling, do you?"
"Of course not, Doctor. Have you had too much to drink? I mean Wanda. Wanda!"
"Oh, Wanda is fine." Schiller shook his head. "Her mental state has been much better since she became pregnant. I guarantee there won't be any postpartum depression. Even if you know nothing about psychology, you can tell she's very happy right now."
Jarvis sighed helplessly. "You weren't listening to a word I said, Doctor. I mean Magneto wants to come see his grandsons, and I need to make sure the two of them don't start arguing in there."
Jarvis tugged at Schiller's sleeve. "Right now, Wanda thinks everyone looks like a thief trying to steal her children. Even I haven't gotten to hold either of them yet. If Magneto comes in and says something..."
Jarvis's face filled with profound worry. Schiller understood immediately. "As expected of a first-time father."
Jarvis thought Schiller was praising his concern for the children, but Schiller added, "That's what they mean by concern clouding judgment. Your IQ has dropped."
Seeing Jarvis's confused expression, Schiller said, "Wanda is Professor X's