Maggie was so enthusiastic about the roll that Declan had to stifle a laugh; instead, he quietly sliced off some pieces of the cheese so that she could start eating them if she wanted. He pocketed the knife and watched her. She really did look like an almost-mirror of Sage, with some slight differences — especially in her nose. But he suspected that Tess would know who the baby was as soon as she got here. (Of course, she would already know that Sage had a child — later, when his head was on straight again, Declan was going to have to do the math to figure out how this had all happened.)

But Declan knew that he shouldn't spend so much time thinking about his own role in all of this; Sage had turned away from them. Deck left Maggie alone to the plate and stepped up to put a hand on her shoulder. "Hey," he muttered, voice gentle; hopefully the sound of the printing press would drown out their conversation, so that Maggie would not be able to hear them. "It's going to be alright."

He couldn't be certain that it would be alright, of course — but if anyone was going to be able to figure this out, it was Tess.