gifting [Mirta, Sam, Claire, Dean, Ben];
Mirta stared at the T Shirt for a few moments in some level of awe. Claire had actually gotten that translation. "Alright either you've got a new power to absorb alien language and culture perfectly overnight or there was a future hand in all this" she joked, resting a hand on her stomach.
She grinned at Claire impressed with the choice before turning back to Sam.
"It says...Nobody cares who your father was, only the father you'll be"
Truer words never spoken for the Cylon father of her daughter. And Claire and Dean and Ben had gone to all this trouble for her. She was once again veering dangerously close to soppy. This would have to be remedied.
"Hey boys, you try the uj'alayi yet?" she asked but did grab Sam's hand under the table. That T Shirt said all she wanted to right now.