Baby Desik opens her mouth and clicks her mandibles together, muttering something.
Saint and Osiris gasp, gathering around their daughter as they anxiously await her first word.
"Da—da—dada!" Desik says, smiling.
Saint cries.
Osiris jumps in and hugs her.
"She said it for both of us!!" Saint musters.
Nodding, Osiris lifts his and Saint's baby girl out of the crib, and cradles her. "Say it again! Say dada!"
"Dada!!" Desik says, and she reaches her little baby arms out for Osiris's face.
Saint leans in, tears falling onto the wrapped swaddle around his daughter, and kisses her. "I love you, Desik."
Desik grabs Saint's face, and clicks her mandibles against the metal.
Osiris chuckles. He leans in and presses his nose to her face, rubbing it gently against her. "Sweetheart, you'll always be our special little girl." He leans in a bit more, kissing Desik tenderly.
Desik laughs. She smiles. And her hands move to Osiris's face, holding it softly between clawed fingers.
All is well.






