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Malorn tried to shush Logan, rubbing his back and trying to get him to feed. He was absolutely exhausted, hands shaking slightly as he tried to calm their son. He looked over at Archie when he laughed, feeling inferior that he couldn't get their own son to feed. "He still needs to eat," Malorn defended weakly, rubbing roughly at his eyes. "I understand, darling, you have work. I do not have to go back for another few months."