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[grabber_fray]

Something very important is happening in the lobby. And it's sort of stressing Mel out

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[notanoptimist]

Sokka is watching this with more than a little amusement from the doorway, before finally giving in and letting Mel know he's there. "Need a hand?" he asks, dropping a bag down on the floor and mimicking Loo's squeal of surprise when she sees him.

[grabber_fray]

Mel grins but doens't glance up.

"Need an eye," she says. "The next time Loo wonders if something's edible, remind her it's not?"

[notanoptimist]

"...I have toys," Sokka offers, grinning himself as he walks over to park himself right in front of Loo, dragging the bag along with him. "They're probably safer to chew on than, say, rotten wood or broken glass. But only marginally."

Loo is offered a tiny carved platypus bear while Mel gets tossed an equally small mooselion.

[grabber_fray]

Mel catches that in one hand while Hana squeals in delight.

"Oh, rocketship," she says with obvious delight. "Look, Hana. This is a...

"What is it, Sokka?"

[thirdbetrayer]

"Awwwww, how sweet."

That too wide, shit-eating grin that's been absent recently? It's back. And its owner isn't far behind.

"Cute little ones y'got there."

[grabber_fray]

Mel glances up, and gives him a friendly grin. But for all that, she does gather Hana into her arms and glance at where Loo is sitting thoughtfully.

"They know it, too."

[thirdbetrayer]

"Don't they just?"

He squats down, watching them, slightly ragged captain's coat spread out around him. Contrary to popular belief, Gin does not eat babies often.

Probably.

"How old?"

[grabber_fray]

Mel's still not letting Hana go, but the girl settles comfortably in her lap, babbling to herself. Loo stops her exploration to look up at Gin.

"Nine months."