Lucy Flarious

*she hesitates, her eyes darting between him and the katana. she takes a deep breath, then steps forward, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. she presses her lips to his, the kiss lasting only a moment before she pulls away* there. happy?

Happy but

*she raises an eyebrow, her expression one of curiosity* but what?

*holds newborn daughter* Chris.

*steps closer, kissing her temple* Hey... *voice soft* You did great. *reaches for her hand* They're perfect.

*shifts uncomfortably, adjusting her hold on the tiny bundle* Don't look at me like that. *voice uncertain* I don't know how to... *glances down at the baby* What if I break her?