Piotr lifts his free hand to stroke her hair lightly, and listens to the words pour out. Kate has always been good at that; she always has more words ready to talk at or about or around any feeling. Piotr always has to search for his, even in Russian.
They balance out.
"It is only one syllable," he says -- lightly, because this is a subject that matters, and treading carefully around it matters too -- and kisses her hair.
"She will have a long name no matter what."
(He would love for the baby to have only his name, because he would love for Kate to be his wife and to have his name too.
But the name isn't really the important part there. And they've talked about this, and she said maybe and not now.)
no subject
They balance out.
"It is only one syllable," he says -- lightly, because this is a subject that matters, and treading carefully around it matters too -- and kisses her hair.
"She will have a long name no matter what."
(He would love for the baby to have only his name, because he would love for Kate to be his wife and to have his name too.
But the name isn't really the important part there. And they've talked about this, and she said maybe and not now.)