Bucky can't help the pleased look that crosses his face. "I would like. If it won't disturb him too much." He waits, though, for Sansa to move, not reaching for the baby before she's ready to place him in a different pair of hands. But he does look confident; he's held small children before, he knows how to do it, and he wasn't lying. He would really like to.

He does laugh softly, though, because, "I think even if he is fussy, we can handle it. All babies fuss," he concedes. "I know most of the tricks my ma used on my younger sisters, although I'm sure you've probably got several up your own sleeve."

And, "You guys have everything set up for bringing him home?"