Teagan frowned despite Thalia's smile when she said that the baby was premature. That was bad. Well, normally. Maybe in the magical world it didn't matter? Teagan didn't know, but it still sounded bad to her. She drew her lips in a flat line, not frowning or smiling. "Is she okay?" she asked, concerned.
She nodded at Thalia's words. "Oh sure. Of course," she said with a small smile this time. She liked the idea of seeing pictures even if she wasn't the baby type herself. She knew how to be with families and other women and babies. They wanted to gush, to ooh and aah and say how the baby is so cute and special. She could easily go along with it.