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[morallygrayson]

There are some things a father has to do, and among them is carry around his baby daughter as much as possible.

It's slightly complicated by the fact that Mar'i -- a Tamaranean homophone for "Mary" and not usually used as a name, Kori says, but it has a pretty meaning about stars and skies and he wants this child to be part of both of them -- is her mother's daughter and flies.

Well.

He takes another look at the daughter he'd pulled from the top of a chandelier and has to admit to himself that maybe she gets that from both parents.

Mar'i's room is right at the top of the staircase, in easy running distance if her parents feel the need, and it takes a bit of juggling to open the door without dropping the small child... such things were not invented by parents, he thinks idly.

He's got the covers turned down, the pajamas on, and the pillows fluffed, and he's ready to tuck her all in and make his silent getaway when she tugs on his sleeve and says "Daddy?"

And he is then trapped.

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[staystraught]

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