Thankfully, Leo has a gentle but firm grip on the toddler; a finger slips, but for the most part, she’s safe. If he were the type, Leo might say it’s a blessing of the gods that their day isn’t ruined with any harm befalling their daughter, but really, it’s common sense.

He grins back at this wife - the thought still sends a thrill of excitement through him, especially after what she’d said earlier - and down at their little girl. “I can promise you she will,” he says fondly. “Look - Jo has no problems finding the rhythm. And she actually knows where to put her feet, unlike some people.”

Well. As much as a toddler could.