"Yeah, okay." Aiden drew in a deep breath. The infant pushed away from his mother, leaning toward his full grown self. Aiden reached for him, hands under his arms and he pulled him to his chest. The baby settled instantly, and lay his head on Aiden's shoulder.
"It feels weird. I mean," He shrugged. He wasn't sure what he meant. He'd held babies before, and holding this one didn't feel any different, really. It was the knowledge that it was himself he was holding that made it weird.