"Yeah, about that," Cameron says, bouncing the bundle in his arms a little as she stretches, little mouth opening wide in a silent yawn. "Is it too late to say I have no idea what I'm doing here? Because I have no clue. We had all those months to prepare and I'm... reduced to staring at them and thinking they are so tiny." It's not entirely true — he really did do the research with her, did his best to get ready for this day — but it's not exactly false either. The whole thing feels a little like an elaborate and extremely emotional dream.
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