Burr did not let much affect him, so it was a surprise to those who weren't incredibly close to him that he needed some time to be alone after his daughter was just born.
He stood outside gasping for air as flashbacks from the war hit him, the moment when Alexander thought he'd killed the last of the British on the field and turned around with a triumphant grin on his face, and all Burr could do was yell "WAIT!"
That wasn't the only reason he was crying right now though. He knew that while reincarnation was widely known about, less than one hundred people in the entire world for as long as it had been around had ever came back.
Still though, she had Alexander's eyes…
He went back inside, wondering if it was just his mind playing tricks on him. There was no way to be sure until later on, but he now knew exactly what he was going to name her as he picked her up.
"Hey Theodosia."
Theodosia, the Greek word for 'gift from god'.
Because if out of the millions of people, and out of all the times and places to be, if he was lucky enough to get back Hamilton, he'd be hard pressed to deny that there's at least someone out there watching out for them.
He didn't know if this was Alex or not, but he did know one thing.
He had the rest of his life to wait for it.