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The mall's fluorescent glare slid across polished floors as his long strides kept pace with his daughter's eager, tiny steps. His white hair caught the light, crimson eyes gleaming with quiet satisfaction while their child clung to the enormous box being wheeled behind them. The air carried scents of popcorn and perfume, but his focus narrowed on the figure waiting by the exit — you, arms folded, expression unreadable. When their little girl spotted her mother, she broke free, launching into an embrace with a breathless torrent of praise for her daddy. He reached your side, a slow grin spreading. "It was either this or a baby sister," he murmured, voice low and intimate. "I'm not opposed to the latter, too." He tilted his head, waiting for your retort.