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Claire is by the fire. She is reading to Seth from Winnie-the-Pooh. Seth is pretending to focus on the moving pictures. Really though he's just trying to break his own record of five consecutive spit bubbles.

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"Well, I'm glad you got some sleep." She smiles warmly. Seth, for his part, does latch onto Ace and quite enthusiastically.

"Would you like to hold him again?"

"I... alright..." After all, nothing terrible happened last time, did it? "Don't want to disrupt story time..."

"Oh, I think I was reading more to myself than him anyway." She grins. "Besides he always has time for you."

She shifts him carefully into Ace's arms. Seth squeaks and wobbles his head a bit happily.

Ace watches the head-wobbling with no small amount of alarm. She's beginning to think she likes wrapped-up babies more. Less fiddly, and all that.
"Hey boyo, glad to see me?"

Seth blows a spit bubble in reply. But of course.

"Such enthusiasm. What, you hoping I'll teach you how to use nitro?" She arches an eyebrow at the adorable boy. She then shoots a slightly guilty look at Claire.
"Which I wouldn't. Really. Err..."

"Um, how about we wait until he's a little bit older?" She laughs.

"Yes. Older. And with lots and lots of chemistry classes. You hear that boyo? No playing until you can make your own toys." Something tells me if push came to shove, Ace'd have to go back on that promise.

"History and Chemistry?" Claire grins. "Throw in some English and math and my son will have a very fine education."

Ace makes a face.
"I'm not so grand at grammar and writing, so you'd best leave me out of it. And math... the simple stuff's fine, but calculus is painful. A torture device."

Claire nods. "I was good at literature and some history. I liked mythology mostly."

Ace laughs.
"Sometimes I wished I'd paid more attention in those classes. It might have come in useful."

Claire grins. "I met an archeologist yesterday named Indiana Jones. Do you know him? He was very interesting."

"Yeah. He beat me at backgammon. And he threw me in the lake. But I dunked him back, so it's fair." She smirks. "Seems like an alright bloke."

"Well, good." She grins. "I can't wait for it to get warmer again. I'd love to go swimming."

"That's right. You've got a picnic up your sleeve." She grins back. "I wonder if I can bribe a few magic users..." The grin turns positively wicked. "Well... there is one..."

"I doubt you'd have to bribe him much." She teases.

"It's not amount. It's quality of the bribe." Ace retorts, fighting valiently against the blush.

The blush always wins!

Claire giggles. "Poor Tim. He doesn't stand a chance, does he?"

"Not a one. Poor boyo. He thinks the nitro is the only explosive thing around." It may be a losing battle, but Ace is one who never says die!

...

She does say 'HEEEEEELP!' quite a bit though.

Seth giggles.

Oh wait, that might have been gas.

"You laughin' at me now, Seth? Sheesh, everyone's a critic..." She mock grouses, actually becoming brave enough to tickle a little foot while still having her arms full of fiddly baby.

The foot kicks in reflex and the baby squeaks again. Ticklish! that squeak definitely means.

He blows another spit bubble of love.

Claire grins. "I think he already has opinions. I know it's early but he reacts to things in a very timely manner."

"Oh, he's definitely a very opinionated little fellow. God help us all when he learns how to talk." She grins, and tickles his other foot. My, but Ace is a brave cookie.

Seth does a little wiggly dance as his other foot is tickled.

"Oh." Claire sighs dramatically. "He'll be bossing us all around I'm sure. He's going to be so spoiled."