He smiled back as she answered him, noticing her blushing cheeks.<span style="font-style: italic">Indeed... Glad someone can identify with me...</span>He looked back at Niya as Maria left the room, making sure he kept her head supported.<span style="font-style: italic">Better be careful not to wake her. Is she...?</span>Coal's ears perked up as she, as well as Nicolas, looked into the kitchen.<span style="font-style: italic">She's humming again... I guess it's a habit... I've had a few of those...</span>He grimaced at the thought of loneliness, then smiled again as he shook it off and began listening again.<span style="font-style: italic">What a lovely tune...</span>As he got a feel for it he semi-hummed along, smiling at the thought of how beautiful her singing was that morning.<span style="font-style: italic">I could get used to this... Good food, good company...</span>He looked down at Niya again.<span style="font-style: italic">This precious baby... She must love her mother's singing... I know I do... Much more than mine...</span>He let out a deep sigh as he looked into the fire that was still roaring.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Something about her... Just something... I'm not sure what though...</span>He felt warmth inside as he began to smell the scent of food filling the air. It smelled delicious, just as breakfast did. His curiosity as to what she cooked grew, as he didn't have a massive variety of supplies.<span style="font-style: italic">I bet it's gonna be gooooooood...</span>He heard her call that lunch was ready and heard the sound of dishes being sat on the table. He got up very carefully as to not drop the baby. "It smells fantastic." He looked at the table and back at her as he walked into the kitchen. "Looks fantastic as well." He smiled and then asked, "What shall I do with Niya?" still holding her small body gently, the small head held steadily supported as the mother had requested.