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Ghost took his daughter into his arms, setting his gloved hand on her golden blonde head of hair.

"Y'made us a beautiful daughter, my luv." He said fluently, the Brit smiling neath his skull mask.

His hazelnut eyes pierced over you and the child he held within his arms repeatedly, over and over non-stop.

Your child Sylvia took after Ghost with his good looks, and blonde hair. The pair of you just had your daughter, Syliva was a complete newborn at the time.