If Raphael has any concerns about his brother approaching while he has the low ground - and his hands full - he doesn't show them. He actually leans back, lifting his arms slightly so the child is lifted slightly higher.

Both really - she's on the small side for her age, her bones are hollow and she hasn't much body fat. How these humans adapted to themselves rather amazed him, really. It was part of why he so often watched the ones with radical physiologies. She turned her head, watching Balthazar, not really knowing how to turn to look without turning her body.

"Careful little one." She overset her balance - no wonder, she was little more than a toddler learning to walk by holding someone else's hands - and started to fall, though Raphael caught her easily, gathered up in his arms.

"Do you want to say hello?" He didn't specify which one of them he was speaking to.