"Izzy, I have something for you. Where are you?"
There's a soft cooing noise from the other side of the room once she enters the workshop. Once Naomi enters fully, she sees a baby holding a wrench and banging it against the concrete. The funny noises are making her laugh even harder each time!
The babies cries are slowly turning into tiny little whimpers. The rocking motion and humming were definitely calming her down. How bad could this big person be?
Izzy hiccups, reaching out and gently papping Naomi on the face.
She gently nuzzles the little one. "There now all better aren't we?" She'll look around again. "If my guesses are correct you must have been hit with the grey faces. Do not worry I'll keep you safe little one I promise."












