The baby girl in the carrier is fast asleep, all though her face scrunches up slightly in her sleep. One of her little hands shifts, fingers opening and closing. Miranda relaxes when Tielle mentions having a daughter, kneeling again to pick up the baby carrier.
"Oh? You have a daughter? How old is she?"
She rocks the carrier slightly, more to keep her hands busy than to actually benefit the baby. She's fine, sleeping right now, so she really doesn't need much. Miranda's not looking forward to when that changes later today. She smiles softly at her daughter when Tielle asks her name. "Silvia. Silvia Lotto… Eberling." She bites her lip as she says the last part of her daughter's name. Clearly, something about it troubles her.
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Date: 2012-06-10 04:44 am (UTC)"Oh? You have a daughter? How old is she?"
She rocks the carrier slightly, more to keep her hands busy than to actually benefit the baby. She's fine, sleeping right now, so she really doesn't need much. Miranda's not looking forward to when that changes later today. She smiles softly at her daughter when Tielle asks her name. "Silvia. Silvia Lotto… Eberling." She bites her lip as she says the last part of her daughter's name. Clearly, something about it troubles her.