[ hearing that... does make him happy, because he knows this is a far cry from the life Diva lived before coming back. That, and he doubts himself quite a bit as far as being a dad goes. His expression softens to something fonder, and he rolls over onto his side a bit to face her more properly once she's leaned back, reaching out a hand to brush through some of her hair. ]

Thank you... I don't mean to complain. To tell you the truth... I'm really happy. I only wish that I had more time to love all of you as much as you deserve.

[ in both the short and long-term senses. ]