Dodger's face broke into a smile at her welcome, gad that he wasn't intruding. He stepped forward, looking down at the baby.

"Hullo m'lady," Dodger said, voice soft as he addressed the little one. "My name is Jack, but you can call me the Artful Dodger - that's what me friends call me, you see, and we're goin' to be good friends, you 'n I."

He looked up at Kahlan, his forehead pinched with worry. "You're alright, then?" Childbirth was a dangerous thing in Spitalfields.