Given that she almost always had talked to Zelda at work or soon after, Rowan had scarcely seen their place. It was certainly different than their usual setting, but Zelda was still herself; just married and with a child and not working, which Rowan missed dearly. But sitting with Zelda now, her friend looked content; at least happy, especially with Orion in her lap. Rowan for one couldn't stop smiling as soon as she laid eyes on the baby. She could already see that he had some of Zelda in him, though she hadn't spent nearly enough time with him to be able to articulate this in a comprehensible fashion.

"Zelda he's absolutely adorable," She gushed, reaching out a hand to Orion as she beamed at him. "My week has been busy, there's one particular case I wanted to ask your opinion on but I'll tell you about that in a minute. Before I forget—" She reached into her bag and brought out a second bag filled with small parcels. She set them on a free space on the table. "For Orion's first Hanukkah!"

There was one parcel for each day. Each member of her family had contributed to the gifts, with her mother and Maisie helping with knitting a few clothing items for Orion. Papa and Grayson had found a few trinkets that would all form a mobile once put together. It wouldn't be for another week or so, but Rowan wasn't sure if she would see Zelda before then so she'd hurried her family along in producing the gifts.

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