09-01-2016, 11:25 PM
Gedeon blinks at the change, then looks down at the crying invisible thing at her feet. Crouching as her blades drip and shed, she scoops the baby into her arms. With a glance at the arriving Jean, she answers, "I've got him, I guess. I'll take him back to the..." a glance goes to the weeping father. "... bus." Wrapping him carefully in his now way over-sized clothing for warmth, she heads for the door.