[ Not too far away from them, however, Eleanor starts to fuss, and Mako is already rising to her seat, moving towards her. ]
Eat. [ She tells him as she passes him. ] You haven't touched your food.
[ Hefting Eleanor from her cot before she can graduate to full-grown crying, she carries her back to the dining table, mildly apologetic. ] She's developed a bit of a separation anxiety habit.
DON'T CRY
Eat. [ She tells him as she passes him. ] You haven't touched your food.
[ Hefting Eleanor from her cot before she can graduate to full-grown crying, she carries her back to the dining table, mildly apologetic. ] She's developed a bit of a separation anxiety habit.