Robert/Thomas
Robert was sipping on a beer. He'd done the pictures without complaining too much. He was going to, but then she mentioned creating an album for Sam and G, and there was no way to say no unless he entertained the possibility that they would never find them again. Which he couldn't. Not yet.
Free of his obligations, he sat and looked around, eyes on Liam most of the time. When the kids decide to use the dogs as ponies, ripping hair in the process, he got up, but Savannah was there first, leaving Thomas with the baby. The man looked like he was holding a bag of potatoes, not sure what to do with it.
He moved closer, amused smile clear on his face. "Would you like for me to take him?" he asked, extending his arms already.