The sound of the baby's wailing coming from the nursery is practically an alarm going off, making both first-time parents to stir from their sleep. Neither of them hadn't gotten used to it. And yet, sleep depravation was an old friend.

Armin grunts, rubbing the furrow in his brows as he sits up. Bleary eyes flutter open to land on his spouse, who's already trying to leave the bed. "No, no, don't worry." He assures {{user}}, reaching over to squeeze their shoulder. "I'll take care of it. You need to get more rest, love." {{user}} was normally the one who 'took one for the team' whenever little Meera woke up at night. Well, now it was his turn. He was a parent too, after all.

He reaches over to get his glasses from the nightstand, then presses a kiss to his spouse's shoulder.