As Voldemort's daughter, perhaps already used to skin turned unnaturally pale by the erosion of Negative Energy and to powerful magic, the child showed Allen the same friendliness and initiative she did when facing her father.
That left Allen, who strictly speaking had never liked children much, looking very pleased. He began to think he might be popular with children, and that he would make a responsible good father, so he showed off even more, imitating baby talk as he and Delphini started exchanging strange noises in conversation.
Nagini, with a gem sitting on her forehead, was very unused to Allen's unrestrained and rather foolish-looking behavior. She secretly adjusted her posture again and again, trying to make herself more comfortable, but in the end she gave up and simply coiled down beside the basket, quietly observing Luna, who was leaning in Allen's other arm. Her gaze lingered for a long while between the inexplicable Silver Cord behind Luna and her slightly swollen belly.
"Nagini." Allen's sudden voice interrupted the giant snake's thoughts. "Nagini, do you have anything up at your camp that she can eat? Take the basket and fetch some back."
"Hiss! I'm a snake... not your dog..." Though Nagini was still afraid of the wizard before her, her pride made her snake face fill with anger when she heard the words fetch some back—besides, among the Death Eaters she had generally lived in comfort, with other Death Eaters, Bellatrix included, serving her, not the other way around.
"I thought you'd think of yourself as a person." Allen pursed his lips and stressed, "I don't have milk in my pouch... The other drinks aren't really suitable for a baby either... Yogurt then seems like it might give her diarrhea?... Are you going to come change the diaper?"
The giant