Anna slid Aiden's diaper back in its usual spot and shifted Aiden on her hip. She watched Crowley with Johan for a moment and almost felt bad. About a few things. Sometimes he was gentle and affectionate. But down that thought of path lay bad things, so she pushed it aside.
Lifting up their son, Anna held him out for Crowley to take. He was big enough she could have put him on the floor and let him crawl around, probably pull up to standing on anything he could. But they were here so Crowley could spend time with his son, So Anna handed Aiden to his father.