... at Nat's remark. Having been a midwife in the past, she could well imagine what the thin agent must have gone through, and frankly admired her for it.
"Jenni Robinson, FicPsych," said she, shaking Nat's hand. "Pleased to meet you and yours. Mine's Henry—a rescue," she added, perhaps unnecessarily, since the black-haired two-year-old looked nothing like her apart from having green eyes.
Henry, meanwhile, found this business of sharing less entertaining than he'd hoped. He abruptly got up to seek greener pastures, taking his fire-lizard with him. Anthony seemed to have an interesting assortment, definitely worth investigating.
"Yeah, though ya wouldn't think I 'ad room for 'em both," Nat said wryly, indicating her skinny build as she bent to ruffle her son's light brown hair. "This's Anthony, an' that's Emily." She nodded... more
Nat gave Henry a little smile. "They're still our kids, an' we love 'em." "Damn right," another similarly lanky Agent added, sneaking up behind her and wrapping hs arms round her waist. He smiled a... more
Nataan smiled fondly. "Honestly, I'm glad there are enough other people here to give me a break. She's become even more of a handful lately." Lheya's eyes had strayed to the playpen. "The little ones ... more
Jenni grinned at Zach, but didn't offer a hand, unwilling to disrupt the couple. No doubt their time for personal relationships was as limited as her own. "You're a lucky soul." She glanced down at... more
Zach chuckled as his girlfriend gave him a mildly rebuking prod. Nat rolled her eyes and looked back to Jenni. "'E's kind o' right, though. We both like our jobs, an' we've got plenty o' friends to... more