Seeing the sleeping Antonia, Beatrice's eyes became slightly red. She got up and walked to the omni-clone, taking her daughter from his arms and holding Antonia close. Antonia, even asleep, recognized the familiar scent of her mother and snuggled in closer, a silly smile appearing on her little face.
Beatrice stroked her daughter's hair and spoke softly. "I'm sorry, my love, mommy has let you down."
Seeing that Beatrice was able to understand the problem, Dante sighed and stood up, holding the two in his embrace. "For me right now, more than any universe crisis or raising my power, there is nothing more important than taking care of the two of you."
"We have quite possibly a very long life ahead of us, and I want to make sure you're happy for as much of the journey as possible," Dante stated his position softly, making Beatrice feel reassured.
