Clover leaned up over the side of one of the bassinets to see the baby better, but stepped back when Miss Calloway picked up the child- Niahm, the girl -and showed her to him and his Pa. Clover tilted his head at the babies in silent curiosity. Surely, he'd never been that small. Even when he was a baby, he must have been nearly the same size as he was now, because he could barely remember a time when he was even a little smaller. The little fingers of the babies curled adorably and Clover grinned, the balance of 'are-babies-cute-or-weird' tipping into the deep end of cute. He wanted to hold one of the babies, but he knew that would be a bad idea and so held his hands behind his back so he wouldn't be tempted to touch the babies.