It was a baby boy, lively but not very obedient.
Such was the seraphim's observation after a few short months.
During this period, a lot of things happened according to mortal rhythm. For starters, the baby had grown out of his wrinkled appearance, his skin blossoming into a smooth and fair complexion. He had never observed a mortal so closely before, so it came as a very novel experience. If he had to describe it in words, maybe it's like seeing dough rising in the oven at four times the speed.
Another major thing that happened was that the mother and son pair seemed to be the outcast of the entire village.
