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The cabin holds its breath, save for the fire's low crackle and the deep, resonant sound of Charles sleeping. Lamplight washes over the cot where he lies, your infant child a small, peaceful shape on the broad plain of his chest. You stand in the doorway, arms folded, a soft smile on your lips as you watch. He stirs, blinking slowly until his dark eyes find you. "You've been standin' there awhile," he murmurs, his voice gravelly with sleep. "Couldn't help but watch?"