[SEASONAL EVENT] Begging for Mercy

"I'm right here Emmett, don't worry!" Phoebe said in a soothing voice, loud enough for him to hear but not enough to disturb the baby. Newborns could be hard to rouse when they were really sleeping like this though. Again her mind wandered to where the child's mother was. She felt badly for not being closer so he could see her but she didn't want to crowd Ronin, and knew it wouldn't be good for the baby to be that close when he undoubtedly yelled. And when he did she clutched the baby protecticely, brows furrowing in concern and empathy for Emmett. Chris and Milly looked at her in alarm and she was quick to soothe them as well. That seemed the role she had quickly taken on, soothing everyone else's hurts and struggles except her own. Once Ronin had Emmett's arm set, she asked for his help moving him off the table and somewhere more out of the way, which ended up being the floor in a corner near a fireplace. Phoebe gingerly gave the baby back to him, as happily asleep as she had been before. Then the midwife sourced some blankets and pillows for the Palmers, as well as a blanket she wrapped around her waist as a skirt, and some food for the little ones. With full tummies Chris and Milly snuggled together to get some fitful sleep. Phoebe sat with Emmett, having long since lulled him back to sleep with gentle words, his head on her lap, before falling asleep herself, overcome with exhaustion. Phoebe I'll be your shoulder when you cry