Yuri pinched between his brows in thought and ran his fingers through his blonde curls when he couldn't come to an actual decision. All he could do was lift his head to meet Katerina's gaze.
"I'll think about it."
"Please do." Miss. Katerina smiled reassuringly at him.
Yuri gave a nod and beamed to himself at the feel of Nikolai patting his back in comfort.
"I'll go talk to Kira then." He stood up from the sofa and walked off towards the little girl's room.
It wasn't very big, but it was cozy and beautiful, just like Caesar had had in mind for her. Colorful posters on the wall, lots of toys, pink-colored walls—everything a baby girl would want.
If he were, to be honest, he'd really never gotten to appreciate how much Caesar had actually done for him. He was sure no one else would go that far for him.
"Kira," he called.
