Clementine followed his instructions and it all led to her having a lap full of baby. She was a whole lot heavier than she expected, but she was solid enough that she didn't seem to mind the person holding her was much smaller than her dad. She smiled down at her as she pressed a hand against her shirt, then reached up to touch her face, too. She especially seemed very interested in her chin, which made her giggle somewhat.

"She is, but it's not so bad. Right, Cleo?" she asked the little girl, who was starting to make noises. They didn't sound like bad ones, like crying. She smiled up at Andrea when she put the drink down, though she obviously didn't take it just yet. t needed to cool, anyway. "Thank you."