[Something brightens inside of Hendrik at that faint praise; it's one of those moments of unprompted kindness that seem to run counter to Jasper's stern behavior, and it makes him feel good to hear it.
Why did he ever let work get in the way of this friendship? It's ridiculous, in retrospect.
He hesitates briefly before taking the baby (Celestine -- he had to get in the habit of using her name) into his arms. If she looked like a perfect fit against the crook of Jasper's arm, she looks tiny in his arms, especially when he cradles her close to his chest. Up close, he can see her faint eyelashes and how her hair fluffs up a little over her forehead.
There's no way he could hope to fight down an enchanted smile, even if he wanted to, when her tiny fists open and close against his chest.]
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Why did he ever let work get in the way of this friendship? It's ridiculous, in retrospect.
He hesitates briefly before taking the baby (Celestine -- he had to get in the habit of using her name) into his arms. If she looked like a perfect fit against the crook of Jasper's arm, she looks tiny in his arms, especially when he cradles her close to his chest. Up close, he can see her faint eyelashes and how her hair fluffs up a little over her forehead.
There's no way he could hope to fight down an enchanted smile, even if he wanted to, when her tiny fists open and close against his chest.]
...I said it before, but she is truly adorable.