Chase was chewing on his lower lip again as he turned and half-stepped toward Kiley so that they could get closer. Okay, maybe this whole thing wouldn't be too bad if they could just-
"Shit, it moves?!" He jumped back from the bassinet, eyes wide again as he watched the little legs shift against the cushion. A heartbeat later he laughed, but it sounded less humored and more manic. "Um..." A hesitant step forward and he reached a hand down to feel around. "Did it pee? I mean, uh...." Gathering his courage, he picked the doll up as gently as he did Minion, shuddering as it moved in his arms and he pulled it to his chest. "Please don't bite me," he muttered, his expression tense with uncertainty. "I guess we should check the diaper or something. Or feed it. Do we actually have to give it babyfood? Or...her, I guess."