The wide-eyed look on Faro's face as she slides the baby into his hands is equal parts terror and honor. Terror because she's a fragile little being and honor because this? This is a lot of trust she's placing in him.

He cradles the bundled baby against his chest the way his mother showed him to hold his cousins when they were little. Faro rocks slightly and gently pats her back with his fingertips, murmuring, "Hello, Silfa."

Faro glances up to cast a hopefully-reassuring smile to Kadia, just as the waitress brings over a tankard of water.