“I could,” she agreed, but added, “or I could beg Taweret to come over here and back me up. She's actually handed him newborns and given zero fucks about it.” Ninkasi shrugged. “I've see him with kids. Nothing makes that man fluffier than a teddy bear than young human shaped beings -mortal or not. I'm pretty sure he'd let Shiloh braid his hair and paint his nails if she was old enough to know what the fuck that even was.”
She grinned, chin tipping up at Kratos, “he has kids, remember? That's a one up on us.” Then her eyes narrowed, teasing, in his direction, “at least as far as I know...” She chuckled for a moment after taking a bite of the Twizzler, not continuing again until she'd finished the bite she'd taken.
“I'm not very good with kids, I don't understand them. People try to hand me babies and I'm just like... 'no thanks, I'm a vegetarian...' and that confuses them enough to stop asking me to hold it for awhile. I just don't know what to do when they are making upset noises but can't say what's wrong. Telling a toddler in a temper tantrum to 'use their words' doesn't have the desired effect...”
During this, she patted her pockets, and turned around to look next to her laptop. Where the hell was her phone? Maybe it already had a text on it. She tipped up her laptop.. nope. “The hell?” Leaning back she opened the pencil drawer... nope. “Can you text or call my phone? I don't know where I left it. It's in here somewhere.” Ninkasi sat up. “And you are completely at fault for my getting to the point where I actually set it down to the level of misplacing it, you know that?”