Hydra watched her, his eyes wide, his arms down.
Despite that love he still felt like a failure.
Still, when she leaned in and kissed him some of the tension eased. Her brow to his and he closed his eyes and sighed, accepting for a moment that he couldn't fix everything so easily and that some problems needed time to solve. Like a job. Money. Raising a family. Hydra listened to Aura-Lee, his lower hands holding hers while his top set rest on her shoulders, rubbing his thumbs along her collar bone.
"Of course," He whispered back, sighing heavily before he got up and shuffled Aura-Lee into the bed and took Morgan into his arms. Hydra stood up and stared down at the child. Tiny and pudgy and near the spitting image of him, he chewed on his lower lip before he kissed Morgan's forehead and pulled the bassinet close to their bed before putting the baby in it. Morgan, content after the night's events, coo'd contently.
Hydra looked at Aura-Lee before he removed his clothing and stretched, quite done with sandy pants. He climbed over Aura-Lee so she'd have the spot closest to the baby and turned down the covers, crawling in and spreading his arms. "I can't promise that I'll sleep, but I can promise that I'll hold you all night," His voice was soft and he just...Watched her. Still as enchanted with her as ever. The mother of his cooing child. So beautiful. So giving.
Hydra visibly winced to think about what would have happened to her and his arms fell slightly. Still pondering if, perhaps, this was as bad as her potential slavery could have been.
