Tarrok squeezed back, just enough to be felt by the comatose feline. He’d have to let Aiko name the second daughter. Whenever she got around to being vocal again, and awake, come to think of it. Already he’d had a bit loud a say in Daikon and Sage, having saiyan roots to the names.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">“She has your nose.”</span>Tarrok whispered to Aiko. Gently tapped her nose for effect. It was an adorable nose, though her eyes tended to distract everything else. Not that Aiko had a bone in her body that wasn’t adorable.<br/><br/>Sage, meanwhile, was looking up at the hologram of the androids scan. Patted the top of her head, acutely aware she was still the only spawn without cat ears. Made a little frustrated sound at that, not loud at all. Didn’t hers and dads ears make much more sense?<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">“When will she get here?”</span>Sage asked out loud. Walked right up to Rhona and batted her ceramic-steel knee. Growing up around the android had normalized her and Daikon to her presence. Neither of them thought much of skin that didn’t yield, or a body without heat.<br/><br/>Also, because they were kids, they were yet heedless of The Snark.