“No, that wasn’t something I was ever hoping to see. Are you mad at me for leaving again?”
“That depends if you brought me anything.”
“Isn’t she beautiful?” He positively beamed. “She’s the most perfect baby I’ve ever seen in my life. And she has my eyes,” he couldn’t get over that fact. “She looks a lot like me. And she’s so calm and sweet. I can’t get enough of her.”
She giggled and nodded. “Phaeton, it’d be a crime if eyes like yours wasn’t passed down.” she leaned in to look at her more. “She isn’t making a fuss. She’s a good baby.”
“I didn’t come alone,” Phaeton nodded to the little bundle that lay in a sling against his chest. He didn’t care if other men might think it looked ridiculous, he wasn’t about to be parted from his daughter. “Aph finally let me have a few days with her.”
Hebe looked down and awed at seeing the little girl against Phaeton. She figured she’d have a talk with Phaeton later and instead let them bask in happiness. “See, all worked out like I said it would. No wonder you look so happy. And she’s so precious Phaeton.”
“The wings definitely suit you,” he grinned. He had to refrain from saying that they reminded him of his mother’s wings. Oedipus complex and all that. He didn’t want to associate himself with that.
“Thanks.” She turned to him with a smile and walked close to him. “I’m glad you came to see me.” She had missed seeing the blue eyes she’d gotten accustomed to seeing in the past days.
“You look beautiful, Hebe.”
“You really think so? Thanks. I feel like a heavenly super hero.”
“Aren’t they pretty?~”
I’m fairly certain that this is one of the worst moments of my life.”
She turned to him and raised an eyebrow. “Really?…I can make it worst.”