RONIN
"Maybe," Ronin agreed with a grin, glancing up from Sugar as she settled to gnaw gently on his fingers as they scritched her belly. He snorted at her comments about Aoife, wondering whether or not he ought to be worried that Phoebe already thought she was going to be a handful. At least she seemed happy with her development - that was the main thing here, after all. Aoife seemed to have her father's distractible nature, at least, oooooing at the toy Phoebe produced and shaking it about like she was the first one to ever discover it could make noise.
Ronin made mental notes about what would be good for Aoife in terms of introducing soft foods, though he wrinkled his nose at the prospect of her teething. Eeesh. "The brandy will probably be for me," he joked, though no sooner had he made a vague plan about what to feed his daughter when Phoebe bombarded him with... everything else. She would spot the way his expression did that vague 'checking-out' thing that suggested she'd lost him somewhere around bright colours, Ronin nodding just to show he had tried to follow.
"I will... definitely do that," he mumbled, glancing back at Aoife as she gave an unhappy howl at being dressed again - being practically naked was much more fun. "Hey, now," he soothed. "I hate wearing clothes too, but it's only polite."
Ronin made mental notes about what would be good for Aoife in terms of introducing soft foods, though he wrinkled his nose at the prospect of her teething. Eeesh. "The brandy will probably be for me," he joked, though no sooner had he made a vague plan about what to feed his daughter when Phoebe bombarded him with... everything else. She would spot the way his expression did that vague 'checking-out' thing that suggested she'd lost him somewhere around bright colours, Ronin nodding just to show he had tried to follow.
"I will... definitely do that," he mumbled, glancing back at Aoife as she gave an unhappy howl at being dressed again - being practically naked was much more fun. "Hey, now," he soothed. "I hate wearing clothes too, but it's only polite."
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