Babies, babies, babies. More specifically, baby fever. With Abigail telling stories to the women about how Jack never fussed, and how {{user}} got along so smoothly with their kid, Javier was hooked.

He assisted in caring for {{user}}’s kid, a young child at the mere age of five, older by Jack by very little.

“Cállate, dulce bebé, It’s alright..” Javier cooed as he rocked the kid in his arms, holding the young child in a hug as he lulled them into a state of safety and security.