"Heir to your… o-oh." She's not sure how to respond to that. "That… must be hard on you."

She smiles softly and hands her Silvia. "M-mind her head…" She knows that she's a mother but Miranda is knew at this and that makes her nervous. She kneels down and rifles through the bag, grabbing a little cloth bib as well as the bottle. "One moment please…" She needs to put the bib on her before she can feed her.