Remy's always restless, always fidgeting. Shuffling cards. Bouncing his foot. Fingers exploring her when she just wants to slap him away and remind him that diaper changing isn't conducive to romantic anything.
Duly reminded, he wanders off with a mildly injured look and sits on the living room floor.
Finally, he takes the petals off a silk flower and blows them up one by one like firecrackers to Rebecca's delighted laughter and clapping hands. Remy smiles and keeps them coming. He catches Rogue's eye.
She can't help but smile back.