"I do see you dancing," Clio said firmly, miming a little tapdance around emotions with her hands. She was teasing though. Some things were just more difficult for some people.
Tuck couldn't wipe at his eyes because his hands were full of precious baby, so he just sniffed and let the few tears fall. "Thank you, you two. That is such a beautiful honour. I couldn't be more touched, really."
"Well you're very welcome," Clio said warmly. "You're such a wonderful, devoted friend. It means the world to us to give her your name. And Michael's as well."
"Have you seen his sword?" Ella asked, and then they jumped up on the sofa, miming slashing the air, making swishing sword sounds.
"I have!" Tuck laughed, watching.
"Dad, get me!" Ella yelled, jumping from the sofa to a chair.