"I can't tell," he admits sheepishly, "I don't know what I was expecting it to feel like... but it's more little twitches. I can't tell if it's my body or..."

Somehow, he can't bring himself to say the baby. It feels like such a foreign concept in spite of him knowing very well it's the correct terminology. His hands move to rest on his hidden bump absentmindedly as his brow furrows in thought.