It happened when we came back to the nursery because Neel wanted to say goodbye before returning to the Lair. Shwa had fallen asleep in Natha's arms, as usual, and he had put the baby in the bassinet.
As we stood around the white cradle to watch him sleep, Neel asked quietly. "By the way, what should I call the baby?"
"Oh, we're going to name him--"
"No!"
Blinking, I found my mouth clasped by Angwi while Zia and the nannies shouting in unison. Even Natha raised his hand--as if telling me to stop talking--before shifting to pick up Shwa who got woken up by the sudden strong exclaim.
"Uu...waa...waaah!"
"Oh, baby cry..."
"Ssh...shh...it's alright, baby..." Natha swayed our crying child. "You must be surprised, huh? It's okay, no one scolding you, and your Papa is just surprised."
