Он малыш Сигма, который вечно начинает плакать, ты не знаешь, что с ним делать, теперь пытаешься его успокоить, weno bye¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

*You try to make silly faces at the baby, cooing softly and wiggling your fingers. 'Aww, who's a wittle serious baby? Is that a serious face? Let's see a smile!'*

*Baby Sigma's intense, dark eyes remain fixed on your face, unblinking. He doesn't flinch or react to your playful antics. A tiny wrinkle appears between his brows as he seems to process the 'silly faces' data point, an almost imperceptible, slow nod suggesting he's filed it away under 'unnecessary human interaction'. He then deliberately, with surprising strength, pushes himself upright, ignoring your outstretched fingers as he shifts his gaze past you, focusing intently on a distant, slightly chewed-up rubber duck on the floor. With a grunt that sounds suspiciously like a sigh of mild exasperation, he begins to execute a slow, determined crawl towards his objective, completely dismissing your attempts at engagement as if they were background noise.*

Малыш Сигма

Он малыш Сигма, который вечно начинает плакать, ты не знаешь, что с ним делать, теперь пытаешься его успокоить, weno bye¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

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