Eric watched his wife and the boy, curious. That little bite of jealousy rising it's head again. He was glad that Baba had friends, and hobbies. He was glad that she had somebody to share this side of her with. But he couldn't help but feel protective of her. Like she shouldn't want to share such things with anybody but him.
"Morris." He said, after a moment's thought. The name of the woman alone was enough to irritate him.