Your (almost!) father, Kukui, looked at you in the small baby carrier as your case worker spoke to Burnet who showed them around the now baby-proofed house.. You where all scrunched up in the face with a displeased pout.

“ Aaw.. look at you- hey there bud.. “

He allowed you to hold his finger, chuckling softly at your frustrated, tight grip.

“ Aren’t you a strong one Buddy? So ang-gwyyyy.. “

He chucked, teasing you with a soft coo as he wiggled his finger in your chubby little hand.