"You can hold him for a bit but I can imagine he'll want to eat soon," Helen said, gently handing Gregory over before tying her silk robe a little more firmly over her matching pajamas. It was late in the day to have not gotten dressed, true, but Helen was still taking her leave. It was allowed.

"Although I can imagine we'll be able to tell when he wants that. Yes, we will," she murmured, waving her fingers a bit in his direction as she sing-songed. "Oh yes we always know when Gregory needs his Mummy, mmhmm."