Gabe rested his hand on the small of Naya's back, stroking his thumb against her spine, soothingly.
"You wanna dish up, darlin'?" He asked Naya, letting her serve everyone hefty portions of lasagna. She was mama bear, after all. He grinned at Abbie as she carefully picked up her drink in both hands, going cross-eyed as she stared down the straw, watching the liquid swirl around the curly straw as she sucked.
"You're not helping, li'l bug," he berated Nadia, again trying and utterly failing to look stern in any way.