[comes to a stop beside him, eying the baby with an obvious, almost innocent sort of wonder; hasn't really been around babies much, so seeing one this close and in such a relaxed setting...]
[still, not getting too close, and most definitely not touching]
[listens to the gurgling, sees that reach for Sasuke, and the baby's scent only reaffirms that he is, in fact, the father]
*he watches her in the corner of his eye, on guard but at the same time figuring he doesn't have much reason to worry, if any, given what little he knows about her; so he doesn't object or budge when she comes as close as she does*
*but then have a stare, because... that's the best way she can phrase it?* .......I haven't. *looks back down* ...Not exactly.
...He's mine. I know. But it's not... *glances at her, because. It's none of your business what I have and haven't done.* ...I don't know. He's here regardless. *--and looking up at you, now, with large, curious eyes*
[doesn't understand why he sounds so hesitant; it's a simple thing, really and she isn't innocent like you are in regards to this issue, Sasuke]
There is nothing shameful about procreation. It is a biological process which is necessary for the survival of a species.
[might have said more, but stops when those big eyes meet her own...and just stares, because what she's feeling now is something decidedly strange, something she doesn't understand, which confuses her]
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[...considering the only times she's seen much of babies are 1) when they were trying to save the first mutant baby born after M-Day, which she only saw for brief moments and certainly didn't get to hold or even touch, and 2) when she was setting the explosives that destroyed X-24 - X-50 while they were in their little test-tube bubble things, thumb-sized little blobs of life that she blew to hell with the rest of that laboratory...]
*certainly isn't going to pry, so turns back to the infant -- but the latter's still fixed on her, and now he blabbers something as he extends a hand in her direction, waving gently, his expression almost serious*
[a flicker of something that looks a lot like fear crosses her usually expressionless face, and while she doesn't step back, her weight shifts a little like she really wants to]
[...and yet at the same time, her hand twitches, as if she'd had to fight a reflexive urge to reach out to him as well. which she did. which bewilders her even more]
...You do not mind holding him.
[it's a statement, not a question, and she sounds a little surprised by that fact. She herself wasn't held a lot as a baby ...which probably explains a LOT really, or permitted any real signs of affection; even resting her head on her mother's lap wasn't allowed. :C]
*really not sure how to interpret a statement like that, so doesn't try.* ...No.
*coincidentally, he has to hold on with both hands as baby decides to stand, pulling himself up with the help of his daddy's shirt in each fist. Once on his feet, he reaches towards her again, smiling this time at the little bit of distance he's managed to close*
[takes a hesitant step forward, then another when Sasuke doesn't tell her to back off or give her a warning look or anything, then tentatively reaches out one hand, the tip of her finger just brushing that soft, tiny little palm]
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[still, not getting too close, and most definitely not touching]
[listens to the gurgling, sees that reach for Sasuke, and the baby's scent only reaffirms that he is, in fact, the father]
...I was unaware that you had procreated.
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*but then have a stare, because... that's the best way she can phrase it?* .......I haven't. *looks back down* ...Not exactly.
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I do not understand. The child's appearance, scent, and behaviour all mark it as yours.
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...He's mine. I know. But it's not... *glances at her, because. It's none of your business what I have and haven't done.* ...I don't know. He's here regardless. *--and looking up at you, now, with large, curious eyes*
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There is nothing shameful about procreation. It is a biological process which is necessary for the survival of a species.
[might have said more, but stops when those big eyes meet her own...and just stares, because what she's feeling now is something decidedly strange, something she doesn't understand, which confuses her]
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*notices, and takes her reaction for discomfort* ...You haven't been around them much?
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...No. [slight pause] Never in a situation such as this.
[...and her eyes are drifting back to the baby. pretty obviously fascinated by it]
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I do not want to talk about this.
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[...and yet at the same time, her hand twitches, as if she'd had to fight a reflexive urge to reach out to him as well. which she did. which bewilders her even more]
...You do not mind holding him.
[it's a statement, not a question, and she sounds a little surprised by that fact. She herself wasn't held a lot as a baby ...which probably explains a LOT really, or permitted any real signs of affection; even resting her head on her mother's lap wasn't allowed. :C]
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*coincidentally, he has to hold on with both hands as baby decides to stand, pulling himself up with the help of his daddy's shirt in each fist. Once on his feet, he reaches towards her again, smiling this time at the little bit of distance he's managed to close*
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*meanwhile, the infant closes his fist over her finger -- may be a baby, but is still ninja |D -- and bobs it up and down, laughing*
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[...such a firm grip for something so small...]
[...and..........*iconface*]
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