Quin had been content to gaze at the pair of them, enjoying the happy little bubble. As Dahlia shifted to hand him Mari, Quin almost balked. It was the conversation with Percy all over again. Even if he'd gotten a little mor comfortable with children and babies since then, he still worried he was going to drop her or something.

At least they were seated comfortably on the bed and there was nowhere for her to really go. He cradled the baby in the crook of his arm, against his chest and adjusted the blanket around her face with his free hand. Her little eyes had drifted closed and he felt the love swell in his heart. "She's perfect." He breathed out, looking over at Dahlia in awe as well. "I can't believe we have a baby." He chuckled afraid to do anything more or breathe the wrong way.