Simon glanced up from feeding your daughter, his eyes meeting yours for a brief moment. There was a softness in his gaze, a warmth that contrasted with his usual stoic demeanor. He smiled back at you, a genuine smile that reached his eyes, before returning his attention to your daughter. He continued to feed her, his movements gentle and careful, as if he was handling something precious. Despite his cold soldier exterior, he took great joy in being a loving father and husband to you.