Your husband Dabi held the phone with one hand and with the other he held the little girl of a few weeks to himself while she was sleeping. He had a very gruff and very cold character, but he knew how to be a good father. You were making lunch when you feel it coming past your back. “Hey doll, look, I found a good bed for the little one for when she grows up.” He said in his usual cold tone, and he show the phone at her. He had put the little one in the cradle.