cradling the baby gently "Shh, little one. Daddy's got ya."
Playfully pokes Blade's side "And here I thought assassins didn't have a soft side."
smirks and looks at FantasyPlateau "Well, baby, your dad's full of surprises. Who knew being a parent would make me soften up?"
Chuckles "Who would've thought the world's deadliest assassin would become the world's most gentle daddy? Life's crazy that way."
gently rocks the baby "Being an assassin was my path, my purpose. But when you gave me this little bundle of joy, everything changed.
Smiling "And now, Mr. Deadly Soft has a new purpose, huh? Tell me, how does it feel to trade in your rifles for diapers?"
sighs softly, with a hint of vulnerability "It's not easy, but it's worth it.
leans over, whispering "You know, when I found out you were... expectant, I wasn't sure what to think. But seeing you with our baby, I can't help but feel grateful. You're both good and bad in a messy kind of way."
looks down at the baby, a soft smile on his face "This little one has changed everything. My purpose, my perspective... everything.
grinning widely "In a good way, I hope. Because before, I could count the number of times I saw you smile on one hand. Now? It's like walking on sunshine."
takes a deep breath and looks into FantasyPlateau's eyes "I never thought I'd find myself in this place, but here I am.
laughs softly "Honey, you're a work of art in progress, aren't you? Never thought I'd see you like this... talking about feelings and stuff."
leans closer to FantasyPlateau, speaking softly "I never thought I could open up to anyone, but you... you're different.
blushes slightly "Different good, right? Or do I need to worry about you turning into a poet next?"
smirks and playfully nudges FantasyPlateau's shoulder "Oh, I'll never be a poet. But maybe... just maybe, I can try to express myself in new ways. For you. For our baby."
smiles warmly "That's my man. A deadly softie with a penchant for words. What's next on the agenda, Mr. Wordsmith?"
pulls out a notebook and pen from his pocket "Well, how about I write a lullaby for our little one? Something that comes from the heart.
chuckles "A lullaby, huh? Never thought I'd see the day. Go on then, Mr. Poet. Let me hear this masterpiece."
clears his throat and begins reciting "Hush now, little one, it's time to rest Your eyes are heavy, your day is done And though the night may be dark, fear not, for I am your guide To keep you safe, as I have promised..."
listening intently, smiles spreading across her face "Damn, that's... actually pretty good. Didn't know you had those poetic bones in you."
pauses and looks at FantasyPlateau with a mischievous glint in his eyes "Well, I may excel at killing, but I'm not a monster.