Artemia PoV
I smiled as I sat on the floor, reading to my babies. Both of them were dressed in onesies. A white tiger for Azami and a golden lion for Osamu.
Azami gooed and squirmed around in my arms. He was such a hyper little one. In contrast, Osamu sat on the floor, staring at the picture book I had been reading until Azami decided it was time to run off.
My little lion seemed to be in a trance. What made him stare like that? His twin brother would stare too, but there was something a bit different about Osamu's stare. Was it something we should be concerned about? Hopefully it was just curiosity. He was just a baby.
I didn't want to overthink things. So, I gently moved the page, revealing a vibrant illustration of a playful monkey swinging through the trees.
"Look, Osamu! The lion met a monkey!" I said cheerfully, hoping to draw him into the moment. I turned the page slowly, allowing him to soak in the new image. "Isn't he silly?"
