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“In Greek, yes,” Havenwood responded sleepily.

"Should we name him Thelisi?" Elise suggested quietly.

“Willpower? I dunno… it’d be kind of defining… but if you like it…”

"I do. Got better ideas?" She smiles, holding the boi close.

Havenwood chuckled and shook his head. “No, I don’t.”

"So Thelisi, then?" She clarified.

Havenwood nodded. “Why not?”

"Thelisi." She kissed the infant's head gently.

Havenwood put an arm around the pair with a gentle sigh. “We won’t be able to sleep with him, though. Not until he’s older.”

"I know. I don't want to leave him alone to sleep, though." She sighed slowly.

“We’ll be right here, Elise. If one of us rolls onto him, we might hurt him.”

"I know, I know." She stood up slowly with Thelisi, settling into a chair. Holding the infant gently, her eyes fluttered closed from exhaustion. She was going to sleep like this.

Havenwood sighed and stood up, then took Thelisi. “Sleep in the bed, or you’re going to be sore tomorrow. Or, more than you will be.”

She blinked at him owlishly and trodded back to the bed, collapsing right to sleep.

Havenwood looked down at the smol and felt his heart melt. Thelisi was sleeping quietly, his fists curled up in the sheet.
Havenwood set him down in the tiny crib that he set up earlier, with a gentle sigh. He laid down next to Elise, and wrapped his arms around her sleeping form.

time skip? //

next morning, you start. please. //

(Eheheeheheheeuheneheeeeee but it’s your tuuurnnnnn ;u; okay time to do the thing I’m worst at…)

Havenwood stirred out of his sleep by gentle smol crying. He got up and lifted him up.
“What’s wrong, little man?” He asked sleepily as he checked Thelisi’s diaper. Deciding he needed to change it, Havenwood did, and poked Elise awake.
“Elise. Elise, Thelisi’s hungry. Wake up!”

Elise jerked awake. "What? Where's Thelisi? Is he alright?" Her nervous eyes jotted around the room.
(Just like, imply)

(Excuse me?)

“He’s fine! He’s just hungry!”

(he's hungry)
"Oh." Elise relaxed and held out her arms for the infant.

(Yeh and?)

Havenwood handed her the smol with a yawn. “I’m going to go make us something.”

(nvm)
"Okay." She smiled at him as he left.

(…)

Havenwood walked into the kitchen and took a slab of meat out of the ice box. He started to chop it up, humming gently.