Lyra Shaw arrived, bringing a quiet joy to the bustling household. Her wide eyes took in the world with an intensity that hinted at a deep well of understanding. Even as a newborn, she seemed attuned to the needs of those around her, offering soft coos and gentle gurgles whenever a sense of unease entered the room. Her tiny hand would instinctively grasp at fingers offered for comfort, holding on tight with a trust that was both endearing and profound.