[ He's relaxing there with his eyes closed, one hand on the baby's back to make sure she doesn't tumble off somehow, drumming lightly while he just... thinks about things for a while. It's rare that Leo is this still, even in his sleep, but it's different when it comes to this kid. He finds ways to keep moving that are subtle, and not so over the top, flaily, or whatever everyone tells him he is because his ADHD is that much worse than a normal demigod's. That way, he can still get rid of all that nervous energy without disturbing the kid on his chest.
His mind is going over everything from current projects to future endeavors to their unexpected little family to this thing Piper and Jason had been telling him about the other day to thoughts on how he wants to make a miniature Festus for the kid when she's old enough. He wonders if she'll have any sort of powers; the Romans never really went into how that worked for legacies. If she'll have any of Stiles' powers as a shard of Saga, like her crazy head for research. It's one of the things Leo has always admired about her. Oh, sure, he's done plenty of research on his own, but only ever into mechanics and inventors and other children of Hephaestus and things that are immediately relevant to him. She takes it so much further than that, to a level he could hardly even imagine.
When he feels Stiles' weight stretch out next to them, he smiles, and slowly scoots over just enough so she'll have room to get comfortable, peeking at her with one eye open. ] We were sleeping, until you so rudely interrupted us.
{Stiles rolls her eyes widely and aligns her body better to his now that he's shifted around for her.}
Bullshit.
{She whispers it but the amusement is still audible in her voice as she rests one hand on their little girl's back and threads the other with Leo's fingers.}
I saw your fingers tapping away. What are you thinking about, genius?
{A lot of people have called Leo that, including himself, in mockery when something doesn't go right the first time, or grudgingly when he proves them wrong, but Stiles says it with genuine admiration and love.}
Wouldn't you like to know. [ His grin turns mysterious. Maybe he's planning something. Maybe he has ideas. Maybe it just wouldn't do to spoil the surprise. ]
I was thinking about the stroller, [ he admits finally. ] What would you say if I made it hover? What if she had a little dragon of her own, like Scout?
I would that's why I asked. {She pokes at him lightly. It would be a harder jab if she didn't want him to squirm and wake their little girl.
Her eyebrow raises when he finally admits to his current planning.}
I think it'd be cute, as long as you get a real crash test tiny dummy for your test runs this time and not a sack of flour like you tried with the bouncer. That was the worst mess to clean up once it mixed with the grease.
At least that was fun to watch, [ he says with a laugh. It always is, and cleanup is always the worst. ] I’ll get a real crash test dummy this time, promise. But I want to give it a shot, and if it works, we won’t have to worry about her rolling away down some hill, just keeping her out of the wind.
[ Though he does have thoughts on making it a convertible thing, for situations like that - press a button, wheels appear, hover turns off. Press it again, hover on, wheels gone. It’s perfect. ]
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His mind is going over everything from current projects to future endeavors to their unexpected little family to this thing Piper and Jason had been telling him about the other day to thoughts on how he wants to make a miniature Festus for the kid when she's old enough. He wonders if she'll have any sort of powers; the Romans never really went into how that worked for legacies. If she'll have any of Stiles' powers as a shard of Saga, like her crazy head for research. It's one of the things Leo has always admired about her. Oh, sure, he's done plenty of research on his own, but only ever into mechanics and inventors and other children of Hephaestus and things that are immediately relevant to him. She takes it so much further than that, to a level he could hardly even imagine.
When he feels Stiles' weight stretch out next to them, he smiles, and slowly scoots over just enough so she'll have room to get comfortable, peeking at her with one eye open. ] We were sleeping, until you so rudely interrupted us.
[ The baby, of course, is still snoozing away. ]
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Bullshit.
{She whispers it but the amusement is still audible in her voice as she rests one hand on their little girl's back and threads the other with Leo's fingers.}
I saw your fingers tapping away. What are you thinking about, genius?
{A lot of people have called Leo that, including himself, in mockery when something doesn't go right the first time, or grudgingly when he proves them wrong, but Stiles says it with genuine admiration and love.}
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I was thinking about the stroller, [ he admits finally. ] What would you say if I made it hover? What if she had a little dragon of her own, like Scout?
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Her eyebrow raises when he finally admits to his current planning.}
I think it'd be cute, as long as you get a real crash test tiny dummy for your test runs this time and not a sack of flour like you tried with the bouncer. That was the worst mess to clean up once it mixed with the grease.
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[ Though he does have thoughts on making it a convertible thing, for situations like that - press a button, wheels appear, hover turns off. Press it again, hover on, wheels gone. It’s perfect. ]