Malachi grinned. "Of course you can handle being an aunt. You already were one even before Star was born," he reminded her happily. He laughed. "Hold her eventually? Sing to her? Tell her stories that she may or may not understand? Get to know her as she grows up? What the hell else? I mean, what do I do as a father?" He laughed again, grinning happily.
He grinned, laughing a little. "Lavender loves you. It won't matter what you say. Just don't drop Star later on, okay? I believe you can handle that much," he teased.
"No," he said, still smiling. "She deserves to be healthy. And she will be happy. I'll make sure she's happy."