"But I's not tired." She huffed, sitting back away from Jack's petting to cross her arms over her chest, in a full blown pout. "Fi," Greg didn't even get his father voice out, before Reina wandered out with a whine, signing sleepily over at Greg.
"No, naptime's not over, sweetie. C'mon, back to bed," He spoke for Jack's benefit, lumbering to his feet to walk over and try and lead Reina back to their room. She shied away, signing again.
"But I played for you before," More signs from Reina, and he sighed. "Fine. One song, and then you go back to bed." He reached down to pick her up, heading to the piano. Jack, for once, seemed forgotten in favor of taking care of the girls; he didn't do it to be rude, he just tended to give them his full attention, ever since their incident with Tritter.