[ there's a silence as eliza runs her hands over his face, and he almost apologizes -- instantly regretting making her feel that way, that quiet sob not escaping his notice -- but then she begins to kiss him, and he is immediately put at ease. eliza is happy. eliza is happy. and honestly, in this one moment, that is enough.

he closes his eyes at eliza resting her forehead against his, drawing in a quiet breath at her words before he opens his eyes again, leaning forward to close the gap to kiss her gently, brushing her hair out of her face, tucking her own loose strands behind her ear with a faint smile ]

I'm happy to be alive too.

[ it's soft -- the words almost foreign, escaping, but he doesn't take them back, and he draws in a breath before shifting to allow eliza the room to lay down properly, gathering up philip -- hugging him, briefly to his chest, before speaking again ]

I think this one is going to be a girl. [ quietly, informatively -- no room for error, in this statement, to eliza as he wraps philip up a bit more neatly in his blankets ] Bless us all... so, that being said -- sleep, my love. [ voice still soft, but no less warm, and once eliza is settled, he gingerly tucks philip in between them before setting himself down properly, allowing philip to have his hand again, tiny fingers curling around his own ] You need sleep.