Angel
Angel laughs, and when Raven opens her arms, he runs into her lap.
- Can Angel play with Coby, Domi and Kaus? – he asked in his baby voice.
- Of course, my Angel – she puts the little one down, and, she says – they are playing in their father's office. Go to them.
With an open smile, he shouts a “bay-bay mammy” and runs into the packhouse.
- Thank you, Riven. This pest just wants to come here and play. He cries if I try to leave it elsewhere.