"While asleep? I think not." But she tries to tug her finger away and smiles at his firm grip. She scans the face for signs of herself or Faramir, but they are hard to see in one so newly born. The dark fuzz on his head hints of his father's hair colour, however, and she smiles again at that.
"Hello, little one." Her voice is low, for this feels an oddly solemn moment. Their various attendants have all withdrawn to give them privacy for this meeting. She touches his nose, traces an eyebrow. "We will need to settle on a name, now that he is here." For they never had, though many options had been thrown back and forth. Éowyn had found she disliked the idea of choosing a name for certain until after the birth, if the child seemed healthy. She looks up at Faramir. "For your brother?"
That much, they had agreed on. Not Boromir itself, but a variation. She well knows how much his brother meant to Faramir.
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Date: 2019-03-25 12:46 am (UTC)"Hello, little one." Her voice is low, for this feels an oddly solemn moment. Their various attendants have all withdrawn to give them privacy for this meeting. She touches his nose, traces an eyebrow. "We will need to settle on a name, now that he is here." For they never had, though many options had been thrown back and forth. Éowyn had found she disliked the idea of choosing a name for certain until after the birth, if the child seemed healthy. She looks up at Faramir. "For your brother?"
That much, they had agreed on. Not Boromir itself, but a variation. She well knows how much his brother meant to Faramir.