Lee lowered himself to the floor and sat down, still bigger than the little girl. "Come'ere, then," he said, gesturing her toward him. He turned her one way, fingers gently combing through her dark little curls. He pulled the hair to one side and finally tied a ribbon in as a small ponytail.
He turned her to the otherside, mindful of a child's small attention span. He did the same thing, and then tweaked the result gently. "There you go, little bit. You're even prettier than Bane is."
He might suggest to Hestia sometime that she let the girl have her hair braided -- he was more than passingly familiar with how difficult it was to keep Valery's type of hair manageable.