As Vritra opened his eyes, he saw Tress seated on his chest, trying to wake him up, her little face full of mischief.
Now one year old, she looked even cuter, her cheeks a little rounder; her red hair slightly longer now.
Still unable to properly speak most words, making everything sound silly and funny.
Although she was still so little, her strength was already past the 1st Gate.
So, they all had to be very careful, or she might accidentally create chaos.
She was dressed in cute bunny nightwear, making her appear far more lovely.
"Dada." Seeing Vritra awake, Tress smiled happily and added after thinking hard for a second:
"…Pway."
Vritra sat up and held her in his arms, gently pressing against her cheeks with his forefinger and thumb, as Tress puffed her cheeks like a squirrel.
Puff…
Like a balloon popping, all the air was released from her tiny mouth, making Tress giggle.
