Caradoc instinctively wrapped his arms back around Emmeline as she pressed herself into him. Despite feeling woozy, he found himself determined to carry on toward normality. That conversation would be one of the hardest parts, and they had gotten through it, right? Right. He would grow accustomed to this new... change in their life, as would she, and it would get better. This newfound maturity was not to be mistaken, however. He'd still be completely terrified and paranoid the entire time, from birth until this child killed him, but Emmeline didn't have to know that. So. Feeling almost too proud of himself, he practically missed Emmeline producing the small picture from her purse.
There was more? Merlin was she trying to kill him? He wasn't sure he could handle much more. The last twenty-four hours had been more than enough character building for him and equally as emotionally exhausting. He needed his quiet time now. Being mature was hard work. Just a little bit more--- pushing himself, Caradoc took a large gulp as he slowly made the gesture to look at what was in her hands. Half of him wanted to pretend to see it, remember where she put it and go back to look at it later, but that was as equally large as an effort. So, doing everything possible except baring his teeth, Caradoc gingerly released one hand from her to pick the picture up with two fingers.
"Oh," Caradoc stated quietly, barely blinking. That was.... very life like. He supposed? He hadn't given much attention to the ones Matilda and Mackenzie had shoved into his face a while back, but it looked intimidatingly official enough. It was good enough, despite him having little real idea of what he was actually looking at or for.
He was sweating again.
Swallowing hard, and now seemingly unable to detach his grip from this picture as if it was seared to his fingers, Caradoc stood staring at it for a while. Eventually, he spoke to Emmeline in a hushed voice, but continued to look at the picture. "Can I go lay down now?" Later, he would relive the embarrassment again and again for how childish it sounded, but that did not dawn on him now.
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