Lucas listened to Emma's happy babbling, feeling relieved of how good at she was at unintentional distraction.
"I'm sorry, do I have to start worrying about changing nappies some time soon?" Lucas asked laughing, jokingly, as he sat down to the table with his soda. "Oh wow. I'm at awe, seriously. And suddenly really hungry just by watching all this... this food happen and appear from somewhere," he gaped at the warmed plates and salads and everything. Lucas knew he wouldn't have bothered with doing half of the things at home, unlike her. How lucky was he?