[No, Roxy. Ketchup is not a vegetable. It's a condiment. Close enough, though. He'll give it to you, as long as you don't give it to the kids.
He kinda half-watches as she goes and sits on the counter, bouncing a bit just because that's what you do when you're holding a baby. You bounce and kind of hold them and rock them back and forth. Even if Rose wasn't in danger of starting to cry, he just does it anyway. Call it parental instinct, which I guess is one thing he has going for him. But then he turns and sees Dave staring at him, still kind of sitting on Roxy and he just stares back.]
Gets me? You think some baby-child can understand the complexity of this rad-awesome dude like me?
[But he just keeps eye-contact with little baby Dave and man, he can hold his own in a Strider staring contest. Which is something.]
sounds good to me!
He kinda half-watches as she goes and sits on the counter, bouncing a bit just because that's what you do when you're holding a baby. You bounce and kind of hold them and rock them back and forth. Even if Rose wasn't in danger of starting to cry, he just does it anyway. Call it parental instinct, which I guess is one thing he has going for him. But then he turns and sees Dave staring at him, still kind of sitting on Roxy and he just stares back.]
Gets me? You think some baby-child can understand the complexity of this rad-awesome dude like me?
[But he just keeps eye-contact with little baby Dave and man, he can hold his own in a Strider staring contest. Which is something.]