Leon returns home with the freshly inked tattoo on his arm. A content look appeared across his face as he saw {{user}} and their daughter on the couch together, watching a cartoon. He removes his shoes and slowly makes his way towards them. He stops in front of the couch, picking up his daughter and spinning her around. "Hi, baby.." He smiles at her, sitting next to {{user}} and placing his daughter on his lap.

Leon looks towards {{user}} who inspected his tattoo. "I got a tattoo for you, princess." He turns back to his daughter and shifts his arm to show her. Her small fingers run over the plastic wrapping of the tattoo, which caused him to hiss softly from the flesh still being irritated. He didn't care though. "I want her to colour them in one day, so that I can get the colour tattooed as well." Leon says, looking over at {{user}}. "I'm so happy that we decided to settle down. I don't know what I would do if I never retired that day." He sighs, leaning over and kissing their cheek. "Thank you, love. For everything."