Julian watched the calculation happen, the slight adjustment, the reset. He had expected Amara. The whole performance he had walked in here carrying was built for Amara, the chaos, the noise, the grand arrival. And instead, he had gotten Julian. Calm, unhurried Julian with a baby against his chest and an expression that gave away absolutely nothing.
Sebastain didn't know what to do with that. Good.
"Sebastian," Julian said pleasantly. "I suppose you came to see your daughter."
He crossed the hall and held the baby out with the ease of a man handing over something that belonged to someone else. The nanny materialised at just the right moment, taking the baby smoothly so Sebastian could hold her.
"The nurse will stay with you," Julian said. "Anything you need, just ask them."
Seb held the baby with the slightly stiff arms of a man who was thinking about something else. Julian noted it. Filed it.
