[Jasper freezes at the knock, but Hendrik’s voice is... a relief. He still finds himself walking to his desk to take an extra swig of wine, but...]
Come in, Hendrik.
[...he heads back over to his chaise, where he has a spare treasure chest on the table in front of him that he is in the process of trying to remove the lid of. There are already some spare blankets stuffed into it...
...
Wait, no, he should probably bring the baby over for a size comparison, especially since he’s going to be attending to her soon anyway. She’s fussing a bit as well, so. You know. Probably needs... something. Probably food? Maybe just attention. Well, in fairness, he kind of gets it...]
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Come in, Hendrik.
[...he heads back over to his chaise, where he has a spare treasure chest on the table in front of him that he is in the process of trying to remove the lid of. There are already some spare blankets stuffed into it...
...
Wait, no, he should probably bring the baby over for a size comparison, especially since he’s going to be attending to her soon anyway. She’s fussing a bit as well, so. You know. Probably needs... something. Probably food? Maybe just attention. Well, in fairness, he kind of gets it...]