Luckily he had felt comfortable enough to leave his daughters in the safety of the clinic while he changed. Gennadiya had been kind enough to let them stay and he felt he should return that kindness someway. Xander was not the kind of person to take something for nothing, whether he did not wish to feel in debt or if it was how he had been raised he felt almost obliged to do something.
Procrastinating for long enough the Shieldbearer went inside what had been his home for the past few trials. Ala'ni was already doing better and they would soon be leaving back to the Inn but before that happened Xander wanted to spend some time with the young medic. Following the route he had that first day they had arrived at the Order Xander found the bed where Ala'ni was sat playing with her dark hair. "Goodmorning little one." The father spoke happily, taking the advice he had been offered and being the best father he could. "I hope you didn't miss we when you woke up, I had to go and change clothes."
Removing his cloak Xander placed it over the back of the chair and perched on the edge of the bed. Wrapping an arm around his daughter and kissing the top of her head. The girl wriggeld free quite quickly and shrugged. "Its okay Father." She continued to play with her hair as he watched, a half smile on his lips. He already missed the happy and excitable girl Ala'ni had become from the love of him and Celeste, part of him wondered if he could ever get her to be as happy and open as she had been. He knew that is was mostly due to Celeste, she had been fantastic at helping the girl.
Leaving Ala'ni to it the nobleman stepped over to the cot where his babies lay sleeping, it was unusual that they would both be silent. Normally they would take it in turns to scream and cry, it was part of the reason he had been so sleep deprived. Maybe it was the female company from the medics and nurses, it seemed like a good explenation even if he couldn't understand why.
Moving back over towards the door to the room Xander noticed Gennadiya over by another bed, talking with a patient. The Shieldbearer watched her, a strange feeling was in him as he noticed he was not only watching but admiring. The sudden realisation caused him to look away and remove his sword belt, fiddling with the buckle and wrapping the leather around the sheath before leaving it against the chair.
He scratched the brigde of his nose and cleared his throat awkwardly, his mind was muddled as he shook his head clear and pushed his hair back off his face. Softly clearing his throat he regained his composure and moved back to the babies, saving his eyes for them for a time.