Archer watched the nurse hand Mary a bundle of blankets, prompting him to walk towards the Primordial woman, who was too busy examining their little girl. When he got close, she turned the baby toward him. He stopped short when he saw a tuff of grey hair just like her mother's.
A big pair of violet eyes looked up at him as a gummy smile appeared on the little one's face, making the older woman beam. ''Look at her Arch! She's always such a happy baby, you do get some amazing children.''
''Yes, I do,'' he muttered, gaze glued to the newest addition to his family. ''What did you want to name her?''
''Artemis,'' Mary answered. ''It was my aunt's name; she was my best friend when I was growing up.''
Archer agreed with a nod. ''A beautiful name, I love it.''
