She leaned against the counter, keeping an eye out for when Danniel had had enough. "He just turned 4 months old a few days ago."
The turning of the baby's head indicated that he'd had enough. Sonya was able to put the bottle down, resting him over her shoulder, gently rubbing his back. A white cloth was thrown over her shoulder to protect her clothing.
She frowned. "You..or rather the version of you I married, vanished a week before I went into labor." The feeling hurt just as much as the actual birth she thought, but that was past. She was queen inside even if it didn't matter here. She wouldn't loose it.
Danny let out a belch, thankfully there was no spit up involved and she was able to let him rest against her.
She did look at Tsung a moment. "Don't suppose you'd like to hold him?" The arm wrapped around him tightened in protectiveness, but she felt she'd better ask now then later.