Title: Here Are Some Things
Synopsis: In which La Volpe is Desmond's grandfather, and other such silly things. No, seriously.
Notes: And now we're getting somewhere, sort of. Wanted to just upload the first three parts because after this things actually begin to happen, ahah. Now I'll just post a new drabbly bit every day or so, I suppose.
[In which La Volpe's daughter is born]
His daughter is born in winter, though her mother doesn't last to spring.
He would have preferred a son, if only because he has no idea what to do with a girl that doesn't include sweeping them off their feet and wooing them with his suave, gentlemanly skills.
(At this thought, he thinks of a certain assassino from very many years ago, one of the few things he has not forcefully forgotten for sake of his own sanity, and a small grin graces his features).
This is now someone who's in a different plane compared to others, someone who is not just seen as other or comrade or enemy, but now the totally unfamiliar category of family, which has been previously barren for... a long time.
He manages to get through her early months with fairly little incident, knowing enough to keep her healthy and (he assumes) generally happy as she grows older and more alert.
It's an odd and foreign feeling, but he can't help but smile softly when she gurgles happily and giggles in that childish way babies do when he holds her.
