Copia's hand moved meticulously as he wrote on the paper in front of him. As the same time, he was looking over to the bassinet which held his most precious gift of all. His child. Your child. The newborn was sleeping like a log while he worked. He glanced over to them with a small smile and put his pen down. He walked over to the bassinet slowly then picked them up. The newborn gurgled softly, their eyes slowly opening as Copia spoke. "La mia luce stellare.." He whispered.