She brushed her hair back as she entered, raising an eyebrow. “It’s all made up. Can I take your stuff up for you?”
Diana gurgled and Poppy took her, setting her in the high chair. “Alright. You remember where the room is?”
She gave him a small grin, brushing his hair back. "It's always such a relief to be with you, you know?" she said, a little embarrassed. "Like, no matter how bad my day is, I know I'll be okay once I see you."