"Ah," he says again, catching that glance for a moment and frowning before glancing back down at the whining baby. "How do I...?"

He lifts the child towards the Brucolac a little in way of gesture and immediately regrets it as its whining increases in volume, agitated by the movement and loss of warmth. Saralegui shoots the Brucolac a helpless look, replacing the little thing against his shoulder.