Sage wrinkled in nose, letting out a huff of air. "So is normal food," he grumbled, scowling at the spoonful of goop that Mari was trying to get into his mouth. "A baby eats better than that," he snorted, brows furrowing deeper into a scowl. He knew Mari could be stubborn, but he also knew he could also be quite stubborn. And while he was probably going to have to her at some point simply because she was his wife and he couldn't resist her for whatever reason. But he was determined not to do that without a bit of a fight anyway.