"Throwing things, how could I forget," he says, deadpan until he looks at her and laughs. "My reflexes got so much work, all thanks to you and your deadly aim, Stern."
He gets a little more serious then, his grin softening to something steady and warm as he watches her sitting there, her brush moving above the baseboards. "We don't know," he agrees. "When she's here, when she's growing up...there's a lot of mystery to come. But we're ready for it. As much as we can be."
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Date: 2021-08-28 09:55 pm (UTC)He gets a little more serious then, his grin softening to something steady and warm as he watches her sitting there, her brush moving above the baseboards. "We don't know," he agrees. "When she's here, when she's growing up...there's a lot of mystery to come. But we're ready for it. As much as we can be."