"With your permission, I would like to pick up Matthew and hold him at waist height."
Tom's eyes remained on his desk as his mind tried to process what Cochise had just brought up out of nowhere.
"You're... asking me if you can carry Matt around?", Tom asked, slowly lifting his gaze.
"Yes. I have observed you and others assist your young offspring in this manner. I understand if you do not feel comfortable trusting me with your-"
"I trust you completely, Cochise", Tom interrupted. "I'm just confused... Why do you want to carry Matt?"
"I was led to believe it is a bonding experience, rather than a necessity, seeing as how Matthew is able to walk without aid. As your mate, and someone who cares greatly for your offspring, I would like to bond with them in any way you will allow me to."