As the small child comes forward to see into the stroller, she keeps her eyes on her daughter, worried about what Tenley might do. The child was still very young. Even if she was only a couple of months old, she appeared as though she was seven or eight months old. Her aging was something of a mystery to Amelia and Troy and they both agreed that they hated to see her grow up so quickly.
The child, realizing that the fairy girl was stepping closer, held out her hands for the other girl. She could smell her fairy blood and it was calling to her too. Amelia could not say much to her daughter to scold the child, but she instead tried to retain enough distance between baby vampire and fairy so nothing bad would come of this meeting.
Amelia tries to offer some conversation, asking the child if she was waiting on her parents to pick her up. It was strange for a child to be alone at night. While she was a friendly vampire, there were others that were not so kind. There were others who preyed on small children for the pleasure of drinking their blood or for far more heinous crimes.
However, when the young girl speaks, saying that she does not have any parents, Amelia's heart breaks for her. To not know the love a mother has for her child is heartbreaking. Did she ever feel that love? But before she could respond, the child speaks of her guardians and her house pets (or so she assumes her house pets). At least the child had someone.
But again, before she could change her question to ask if the child had someone who was going to pick her up, she was asking Amelia where Tenley's father was. Amelia smiled softly at the little girl. "He's out working." No doubt he's talking to the council about the people that attacked her not long ago. Or he was out with Dorian to give out the invitation for him and Sebastian to join her and Troy for dinner. He was not at home and Amelia needed some fresh air.
At the child's soft words, Amelia looks down at the fae child, listening as she tries to formulate a question. She can see it in the child's eyes that she is curious about something...but she isn't sure how to ask it. Amelia had been around long enough to know that a child's curiosity is something that cannot be matched. And when she finally asks her question, Amelia offers her a smile. While it might come off as rude, Amelia knows it is not the girl's intentions. She has likely never encountered a vampire before. But Amelia does not want to frighten her. So when she asks if she is like her, she nods her head. "Yes, we are different like you." Perhaps it was a good thing Troy was not here. For then the little girl would have far more questions than Amelia would want to answer. Answers that could endanger the life of her daughter.
But as her eyes scan around her, she realizes that there is still no car pulling up to pick up the little girl. "Is Beylani or Andras coming to pick you up?" She doesn't want to leave the little girl out all by herself. "...or do you need someone to walk you home?". She hopes that whoever Beylani or Andras are, they would not be upset if she shows up on their doorstep with a child. They would know what she is and if they cared for little Maeve, they would fear for her life.