The air was filled with the scent of lavender.
Gem Atkinson held the little creature in his arms, leaning against the window, pointing at the scenery outside and chatting away, while the little one, as if understanding, responded with coos and babbles, occasionally looking at Gem excitedly before turning its attention back to the view with great interest.
The tranquilizing fragrance unique to lavender soon lulled the little beast into sleep.
Gem gestured for the driver to stop the car.
After carefully placing the little beast into the sleeping bag, Gem secured it on the safety seat.
The safety seat was custom-made, just like the one he had ordered for Audrey, using space-grade materials and able to adjust for sitting or lying down.
