Snickering to himself when Emma starts babbling, Ulric looks over to Mira, still not really able to move too much. “Yeah, that’s your doing.”
Smirking at her, he has to make sure Emma doesn’t unbalance herself, holding onto the little girl carefully.
Emma clasped the fabric of Ulric’s shirt in her itty bitty hands and made a big yawn. Mira settled her elbows against the edge of the couch and smiled softly at her baby girl. “Oh perhaps, but you’re along for the ride too, you know.” said Mira without directly looking at her husband. She reached out and stroked her index finger against the top of Emma’s hand.
"I have cake for her." Mira added as she glanced to the side to see Joey already fascinated by the sugary goodness. Mira snorted and turned back to Emma. "Just a bite. I have a feeling she’ll destroy the rest."
Now that she was holding on he does feel a little more settled, relaxing somewhat and still focused on Mira. “Still mostly you, Star.”
While they’re talking, Joey’s scooting a little bit closer, trying to be sneaky about it.
"Want some help?"
"Depends if she’ll let you." said Mira as she nodded her head to the direction of Emma not quite ready to let go of her fathers’ shirt yet. Out of the corner of her eye, Mira was able to catch Joey sneaking towards the cake. "Oh ho, not just yet young man." she said, holding her index finger up as a gesture for Joey to wait.