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Even though the effort was appreciated, Milo still stared warily at the other as he approached. He had communicated his inherent dislike of children clearly, so why would Soleil be exempt from that? Hell, if anything, given how disappointed Maxwell seemed in him, Milo could only imagine that his boyfriend's dislike would be exaggerated when it came to the child. Nevertheless, despite his obvious concerns, he managed a smile as he leaned against the crib.
"You just support her head and neck, it's not that hard to hold her, really. You don't need to do that, Max. I... don't need you pretending you like her or like this situation just to keep things running smoothly-- I'm totally fine if you take a back seat and leave me to do this. I just think you might change your mind if you tried to get involved, even a little bit-- I dunno. You never asked for this so I... don't like making you uncomfortable."
"You just support her head and neck, it's not that hard to hold her, really. You don't need to do that, Max. I... don't need you pretending you like her or like this situation just to keep things running smoothly-- I'm totally fine if you take a back seat and leave me to do this. I just think you might change your mind if you tried to get involved, even a little bit-- I dunno. You never asked for this so I... don't like making you uncomfortable."