While thoughts of the previous night were still running through her head at inopportune moments, Teyla decided to spend Sunday with her son, feeling a little bad about leaving him with others so often of late. She had purchased a stroller only after studying a dozen different kinds, and was right now pushing him along the street. He was dozing at the moment, but eventually she knew he'd awaken and she'd have to take him home, but it was nice to investigate the town she was currently a resident of.
When she saw the name of a business that she didn't recognize, Teyla made her way over to it. The words weren't like any that she'd seen in Atlantis, and she wondered about it, but it was obvious what kind of shop it was, and after a few minutes Teyla pushed the stroller in through the door.
Offering a smile in return, she stepped out from behind the stroller and over to the counter, but at an angle so she could keep her sleeping son in her sight at all times.
"We're both doing very well. I hope you can say the same," she added.