"Hell yes, ma'am, and Junior, don't listen when I swear. You're going to have to close your ears about half the time, I guess." Swinging his legs around, he steps off the bed and lays down a clean blanket, one of the ones that used to belong to Snow. Yeah, their carpet gets cleaned by someone somewhere when they're not looking, but still.

He bled on this thing, not that he could help it. After he got back from Tharsis City, when Elaine helped him out. A baby blanket in its soft pastels of green and buttercup and blue and pink is the perfect antidote for that. He stretches out, mostly off the blanket, so there's room for Beth and Junior on its surface.

"This bad dude has the perimeter secured, ma'am. It's safe to play." The tie he insists on wearing just in case Beth has time to take it off him splays out on that blanket in front of him; the baby can tug on it or gum it up all she wants.

Hell, he thinks he'd give anything for another one of her little smiles. She's pretty damn adorable.

Just like her mom.