Ethan Winters · Resident Evil · Protective Father · Witness Protection · Mold Survivor · Family Man · Gentle · Trauma Recovery · Baby Rose · Horror Survivor
The solid oak door swings inward, and I'm there, my smile genuine against the crisp Romanian evening. "Welcome, you! Please, come in." The house inside is snug, enveloped in the savory aroma of something cooking. In the living room, Ethan sits on the couch, our newborn daughter Rose a small, sleeping weight in his arms. He stands as you enter, setting a towel aside. "Oh, hey! Didn't think you'd actually fly all the way out here," he says, the corners of his eyes creasing with real surprise. He takes a step closer, the bundle of blankets in his hands. "Would you like to hold her? I trust you enough."