"... I'm scared too, Essie. Scared I'm going to turn out like him." He admitted softly. "I don't care if they have yellow eyes.. I am going to love them. Actually, no. I'll care. I'll care because I will care about them so much. I'm going to let them know that.."
The brute chuckled, leaning back slightly to give her more room to settle her head. His rough fingers combed through wavy, soft locks. Inhaling in pure contentment.
"Finn. Strong name. Callie. Feisty name..."
A smile was exposed after she.. actually enjoy the names he picked. Though, something about the name Finn.. made the smile brighter.
"I.. I actually like that one. A lot."