The little baby girl in the cocoon of blankets had a faint flush on her soft little cheeks, and she was staring up at Amy with curiosity in her large bright eyes. She reached out with a tiny little hand and strained a little to touch Amy's face, upon which an adorable smile appeared on her infantile face.
"She's so adorable!" Amy wore a content smile on her face, then looked up at the smiling Mag with an expectant gaze, and suggested, "Father, should we steal her away?"
"Huh?" Mag faltered slightly before glancing at Gjerj, whose expression had suddenly changed drastically. He had finally gotten the daughter that he'd been dreaming of after overcoming many hardships, and just the thought of having her taken away was like a stab to the heart. Mag hurriedly shook his head with a smile as he said, "We can't do that. This is Uncle Gjerj's baby, just like you're my baby. If you steal this little sister away, Uncle Gjerj will be very sad."
