Quin couldn't help but to chuckle; a flower name, of course. But also a color, one of his favorites in fact, so Marigold it was. "I love it." He assured her with a soft smile. It lent itself to nicknames too, which usually was what Quin would up calling most people he knew. It hadn't been on the list as an option, so far as he knew, so she must have just come up with it, but it suited, somehow. "Welcome to the family then, Mari." Quin peered down at the tiny bundle curiously, but settled against the pillows and pulled Dahlia closer. She was impossibly small, no bigger than a loaf of bread, and he was brought back to his discussion with Percy about how he'd never held an infant before. Quin supposed his own was a good place to start, but only when Dahlia was ready.