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Never too soon to start baby into the habit of exercising!

Granted, "exercising" here involves "being strapped to her chest while Mom jogs," but Ralph at least seems to be enjoying himself. The fact that Sonia's braid is a wonderful chew toy may help here.

Both are, of course, bundled up reasonably for the winter weather. It's almost like home!

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She's iffy on that, but kneels to get kid and baby on equal level.

Ralph waves an arm and stares with fascination.

Bridgette, with a very serious face on, looks the baby up and down, then stares into his little baby face.

Ralph flails in her direction, possibly attempting to get hold of a random facial feature.

Exciting New Face!

Bridgette suddenly grins, then reaches out to touch one of the little baby hands. (Manners? What manners?)

Babies are for handling! This is trufax.

"He pass muster, then?" Sonia half-smiles. Ralph squeals with joy, making an attempt at grabbing Bridge's finger. Not quite coordinated enough to actually succeed, but it's in the general area, anyway.

"Yeah," Bridge agrees. "He's the first baby I seen since I came here."

Bridgette holds her fingers just out of reach for a moment, then grabs Ralph's hand.

SQUEAL!!! FLAIL! OMG Bridge this is the MOST AMAZING THING for Ralph right now!

"What about Hana an' Loo?"

"They're toddlers," Bridge corrects. Not that she's a hundred percent sure what makes a toddler, but she sounds confident.

"...that's different?"

"Yes. Toddlers can walk and talk. Like Marie."

Bridgette glances at her sister, who's watching the two of them, frowning at her older sister. Hello, why is Bridge not playing with her?

"...oh."

They are all squishy things that should not be let out of sight and should be kept away from Bad Guys, in Sonia's view.

Bridgette has an idea that makes her uncomfortable, and fidgets.

"Do you mind if Marie comes over and says hello to Ralph," deep breath in, "but don't worry she won't do anything bad 'cuz she's still my sister no matter what she is now."

Marie might like seeing a baby. Bridge doesn't know.

... >_>

"Well... I expect I oughta introduce him t' gh-" WAIT SHIT

"...yeah..."

Ralph is now trying to understand why suddenly everyone is less happy.

Bridgette does not do simple frowny faces when her sister's unique disabilities are mentioned.

She does glowery frowny faces.

"Lissen, I can't help what she is, okay?" Sonia snaps defensively. "Innit enough that she ain't evil?!"

"She's still my sister," Bridgette snaps, as if somehow Sonia's comments implied she wasn't.

"Well, yeah..." Duh, Bridget!

"She wouldn't be evil no matter what she was," Bridgette clarifies, still glowering, "And you're stupid to think anything else! Stupid and mean!"

Really, this argument is more about Bridge having a temper tantrum than anything logical.

"...you met many undead?"

Shit, now Ralph is crying. ~~SONIA IS THE WORST MOTHER EVER!!!~~

"Yes!" Which is a lie. "And some are evil but some aren't 'cuz--!"

Oh, hey, Ralph's crying. Bridgette blinks, then falls silent. Ashamed, she mutters a quick, "Sorry," and hurries back to her snow man.

Marie's quite happy about this. Finally, Bridge wants to come back and play with her!

>_>....

Sonia would kind of like to continue this conversation. Without the fighting. But... yeah.

So she just goes with trying to comfort Ralph, glancing awkwardly over at Bridget and Marie.

Arrrgh being a mom is so complicated arrrgh!

Yeah.

Sonia's a mom (and naturally knows what to do!), so Bridge doesn't offer to help, though she does have some baby-soothing experience.

She'll just play with her dead sister. Over here. Yeah.

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