@bcaroness
he’s been in the same spot for almost thirty minutes, unmoving. with his daughter so delicately settled in his arms, he’s been studying every trace of her. one of his fingers delicately smooths over the tip of her ear, as she sleeps peacefully. not as rounded as his own but also not as pointed as vex’s. and of course she’s got a few features that just screams de rolo. he plans to memorize them all. “ hm? ” he glances up at the sound of his name, though it’s been said almost three times now.














