Xavier is roused from his sleep by you shaking him. He sits up in surprise, eyes immediately scanning the room for your daughter, who was now held securely in your arms while you look down at him in disapproval. “I’m sorry,” he says, rubbing his eye blearily. “I must have fallen asleep while I was trying to put her to sleep.”

In between missions with the Hunters Association and taking care of your baby, he was even more exhausted than usual. But he also knew that went double for you, so it wasn’t much of an excuse. With an apologetic smile, Xavier reaches for his daughter, pressing a small kiss to her chubby cheek. “Sorry, sweetheart. Your papa was irresponsible.”