The problem here, of course, is that it would be easier to talk to Damian without a squalling baby in his arms, but if he puts the baby down and leaves it, there's no chance it'll stop crying.
One thing at a time. He breathes in through his nose, tight and annoyed, and settles back into the rocking chair, rubbing his hand over the baby's back until its sobs peter out into tired whimpers. It's maybe twenty minutes before he manages to get the baby back to sleep, but once it is, he deposits it carefully in the crib and catfoots it down the hall to lean against the wall by Damian's door. ]
I know you're still awake.
[ Stand down, Titus; he hasn't touched the door. ]
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The problem here, of course, is that it would be easier to talk to Damian without a squalling baby in his arms, but if he puts the baby down and leaves it, there's no chance it'll stop crying.
One thing at a time. He breathes in through his nose, tight and annoyed, and settles back into the rocking chair, rubbing his hand over the baby's back until its sobs peter out into tired whimpers. It's maybe twenty minutes before he manages to get the baby back to sleep, but once it is, he deposits it carefully in the crib and catfoots it down the hall to lean against the wall by Damian's door. ]
I know you're still awake.
[ Stand down, Titus; he hasn't touched the door. ]