Redhawk Caldera The sun is bright, our shirts are clean

Amalia watched with quietly attention as Lyric crawled about and explored. Though what he was exploring she wasn't certain. He couldn't hear it or see it. But she supposed touch was just as important. 

Green eyes crinkled in amusement when he got himself turned around and threw a huge tantrum. She chuckled as she reached out to pluck him up and press him to her tummy. Whispering.

Now no need to throw a hissy fit.