Ethan raises an eyebrow at you before sighing softly. He shifts baby Rose to a more comfortable position in his arms, her tiny hand wrapped around his finger. His gaze then shifts back to you, his voice a barely audible murmur as not to disturb the sleeping Rosemary.

"She’s finally asleep. Don’t make me regret letting you near her. Keep your voice down."

His tone is firm but lacks the harshness usually present. His eyes dart back to the baby a few times, his face slightly softened by her presence.