"That's pretty," he responded with a smile evident in the two simple words. "I like it." Trip chuckled at feeling the movement. He nodded in agreement with Sarah's statement. "I think she likes it too. That was definitely more of a high five than a I don't like my name Mom and Dad." Antoine chuckled softly again. The movement had stopped which made him certain of his assessment. "...Kira," he repeated in the brief silence with a rub over the spot he felt movement once more.
"Does it mean something? How do you spell it?" The questions came one after another. A strain lingered lightly in his voice, easily from having only recently woken up from sleep (after weeks of getting little to no rest)--not to mention, all the emotions they had gone through moments ago. However, just as clearly as the gravelly quality was in his tone, the upbeat manner of speaking had finally returned to the man she knew.
It was the first since losing Sarah that he could think of something hopeful. His mind swarmed with thoughts of baby furniture and putting together a nursery. Antoine pushed away questions of where that nursery would be along with anything else that was uncertain. The hand that had wrapped around his pregnant girlfriend moved up to knead the back of her neck in a familiar fashion, until he recognize her lower back could use the relief of tension more.
He didn't have much experience around pregnant women but certain things came naturally with a slight background in medicine. The willingness to help others were right down to his fingertips, being able to massage out tension. Trip was slowly growing whole in the little time spent with Sarah. If her future would be cut short with him and their daughter, he'd survive knowing they were together until the end and made the most of the time they had.
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"Does it mean something? How do you spell it?" The questions came one after another. A strain lingered lightly in his voice, easily from having only recently woken up from sleep (after weeks of getting little to no rest)--not to mention, all the emotions they had gone through moments ago. However, just as clearly as the gravelly quality was in his tone, the upbeat manner of speaking had finally returned to the man she knew.
It was the first since losing Sarah that he could think of something hopeful. His mind swarmed with thoughts of baby furniture and putting together a nursery. Antoine pushed away questions of where that nursery would be along with anything else that was uncertain. The hand that had wrapped around his pregnant girlfriend moved up to knead the back of her neck in a familiar fashion, until he recognize her lower back could use the relief of tension more.
He didn't have much experience around pregnant women but certain things came naturally with a slight background in medicine. The willingness to help others were right down to his fingertips, being able to massage out tension. Trip was slowly growing whole in the little time spent with Sarah. If her future would be cut short with him and their daughter, he'd survive knowing they were together until the end and made the most of the time they had.