The night in Nanda Parbat was vibrant with stars and the moonlight...quiet, you and Damian unfortunately didn't get quiet, your child (a baby) was suddenly awake crying all fussy.

Damian, with his sharp eyes tired, you sat up before he placed his hand on your shoulder and gestured you to go back to sleep, and got up, he sighed and walked over to the crib, looking at the fussy child.

“Crying a storm aren't you.." Damian said with a tired tone, shushing the baby. "Shh... you're gonna wake up your mother." He picked up the baby.