"Tina, I doubt he'll need a Healer," He disagreed. "He's just a late bloomer, as it were. In fact, he probably takes after me in that respect." "Oh?" He nodded. "Yes; according to my mother, I didn't say my first word until I was four." "Newt - you're forty and you still barely talk!" (OR: Newt and Tina's son says his first word...eventually)