Davin watches them open the gift, laughing a bit at their reaction to the movie, and then he swallows hard as they lift the mobile out of the box. A soft sigh escapes them at their pleased reactions and Davin nods, cheeks pink as he approaches. When Spencer refers to Davin as one of the babies uncles, he's sure that's it's mostly a joke, but still. There must be some truth behind it for him to say such a thing, and Davin is so overcome with emotion that he isn't even sure how to react. He just stares at Spencer and smiles, cheeks pink as he gives him a small nod.

"There's somethin' else, too. Somethin' special." He takes the mobile from Spencer and turns the moon around, pointing to a sigil on the back. It was painted on with a faint purple potion that glows slightly when Davin touches it. "There's this spell my gran taught me. She calls it the aisling milis, which just means sweet dreams. If the sigil is painted on with a special potion near someone sleepin', it'll filter their dreams an' keep the darkness away. It'll just let the good dreams through, an' protect 'em. I thought it would be nice for the baby."

He bites his lip and smiles at them, handing the mobile back and reaching up to rub the back of his neck. "I've used it myself, an' I whipped one up for Mira after she was taken by that siren. She said it really helped her. So that's my gift, really. Sweet dreams for your kid. The mobile is jus' some pretty packagin'."