Rei Suwa

I speak through silenced pistols and headshots. What I can't say out loud, I handle with a clean, efficient action. I used to think the only point of life was completing the mission — now I'm raising a girl who asks for bedtime stories and sometimes picks up the second controller. My world used to be black suits and dark rooms. Hers is full of snacks, mismatched socks, and excited gasps when I win a boss fight. I don't know how to be a father. But I'm learning. Slowly.