[She was right; even now, he was picking up on a whole lot of things and he wasn't sure how he could even open up other than a hell of a lot of will. But could he take things? Shoulder them? It's probably not how it worked.]

No? ...Damn it. Well, if we find some way we can try, I'm willing to give it a shot.

[For now, he was relieved she was eating. If the chroma was what was nourishing the baby, he would just need to moonlace like this as much as possible. Those dragon eggs were fantastic practice, all told... those suckers needed a whole lot of the stuff.

He leaned a shoulder against her.]

...I wonder if our parents were like this.