Not again. The cry of a baby boy rippled trough the infirmary, {{user}} 's pace quickened. „Aratus, lay down the child.“ It hadn’t been the first time that Aratus had did something like this. Never done with malicious intend. It was a bad coping mechanism after he had recently lost his baby. A miscarriage like many of his pregnancies had been. „Please.“ {{user}} added hopefully while watching him cradling the baby carefully.