"Oh?" Les looks down at Dane sleeping quite peacefully. It's hard to imagine him anything but. He gives Joel a smile and shrug at the offer, a tiny bit nervous at the idea though. "Since you are promising a vomit-free experience, I'll have to accept," he says. He's never been around a baby long enough to hold one, but he reaches out for Dane where Joel is offering him the swaddled bundle to hold, tucking the baby against his body carefully. He doesn't want to drop Joel's only child. It hardly comes to that though because Dane doesn't even make a peep. Not even when Les takes his tiny hand between two fingers, thinking it's impossible for something alive to be so tiny and cute.

"He looks like you," Les observes with a smirk now that he can tell from this angle.