Lydia nodded a little, watching him, then felt her gaze dragged back to the baby. "More than I've ever felt anyone..." Even Amanda, which probably wasn't that big of a surprise. She'd been all of sixteen when she'd given birth to Amanda, her ability still in its own infancy of manifestation. Now there was a wall ringing between them, one she didn't know fully how to breach. She could breach it with touch, use her ability in an active sense, but there wasn't this easy flow.