The baby blinked. Quirked her head to investigate her new holder. Smiled, then yawned a tiny yawn and closed her eyes. Drakken looked at her and smiled back.
"...She's beautiful, Shee.."Where had that come from? He had never, at any point in his life, called anything beautiful. But then he also hadn't had much of a chance. Observing beauty wasn't exactly part of his whole mad-scientist game. Neither was being nice.
He expected Shego to correct his little "nickname" but she didn't. In fact, she seemed kind of happy about it. Oh well, as long as she didn't mind. Maybe he'd even stick with it..?
It's kind of funny how fast Drakken's priorities had changed. It seemed like just days ago he had been more concerned with world domination plots, not to mention ridding said world of certain pesky teenage showoffs, than anything else. Now, though, just seeing Diego smiling at him, he felt willing to trade that life in for her.
Until she got much older anyway.
That wasn't for a while, and who knew how much things could (and probably would) change in the meantime?
Whatever happened, happened.