After the initial elation of getting their baby passes a faint sense of panic beings to creep up Wu Yun's spine.
He watches in mounting terror as Lan Tian cradles Wan Mi in his arms and makes faces at her.
"What are we going to feed her?"
He doesn't give Lan Tian time to answer, before asking another pressing question. "How to we give her a bath, she's so small she'll drawn in the tub."
"Baobei, don't-" Lan Tian starts, but Wu Yun is on a roll now.
"We haven't even made her a crib yet, she can't sleep with us! What if we crush her in our sleep? I'm going to stay up every night to make sure she sleeps. We can take turns."
"I don't think that's necess-"
"Do you think our house is dangerous? It does look dangerous for a baby, doesn't it? Maybe we should sand off the sharp corners off of everything."
