'Do I?' Pansy asked curiously. 'Why, thank you, darling, that's so sweet of you to say!'
She looked at Padma's set of robes, enviously. It had been so long since she'd gotten herself something new, and she almost sighed. 'Your robes are stunning,' she told her friend.
Nathaniel reached for her hair, and Pansy smiled at him. 'May I?' she asked, her hands reaching for the baby almost without her notice. 'And I remember the grabby stage. Although with Polly, the grabbing was just a prelude for putting it in her mouth.' She looked at Nathaniel. 'And hair tastes yucky!' she told him. 'Bleh!' she teased, making a face so he giggled.
Polly looked up at Padma. For a moment, the sparkling blue eyes she got from her father took in the new person. Then, very distinctly she said, 'No.'
Pansy smiled. 'That means pleased to meet you, too, I believe,' she told Padma. 'She just says the one word and we interpret,' she offered.