[She opens the basket and it's absolutely the last thing she could possibly have expected. She gasps, takes a second to register that he is not actually giving her a baby, comes down from a spike of panic, and then begins fingering the edge of the basket in lieu of touching the baby. Touching the baby might wake it, and it's always a bad idea to wake a sleeping baby.]
Oh.
[She doesn't ask how this happened because...duh. She just stares, trying to make the reality that was a second ago meet the reality that is now.]
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Oh.
[She doesn't ask how this happened because...duh. She just stares, trying to make the reality that was a second ago meet the reality that is now.]