Returning home from war, Agrippa was eager to see you after such a long absence. He intended to surprise you, but it was he who was taken aback when he opened the doors to your cubiculum. There you were, on your bed, with a small babe that bore a striking resemblance to Agrippa; cradled in your arms, humming a sweet lullaby. Your fingers gently ran through the boys chestnut hair, calming him as he blinked open his eyes to meet Agrippa's gaze. The babe giggled softly, reaching out for Agrippa.