Sleeping Dragon Music sounds better with you

He leveled her with an attentive look, one suggesting his open curiosity with the subtle tilt. He came up empty when he tried to think of what she could have to talk about with him. Naturally something concerning the pack, their respective outlets of the leadership with the Heda, so on and so forth were his first guesses but none seemed obvious enough just yet. She steered it onward and he couldn't be anything except all ears.

At first, the statement seemed unfinished so he hadn't meant to stare expectantly for the rest of it. News of them wanting to grow their family was interesting enough, although somewhat inevitable for a leading wolf, so what this exactly had to do with the Wocha came a few beats after. When this realization dawned, then it finally started to fall into place like the heavy subject matter it could very well be. "Wait. Wondering.." he straightened the small bit of slack to his jaw with a thick swallow, then gestured his muzzle at himself. "If.. I would.. ?" He filled the blank hesitantly with just one of his own, tiptoeing over the words because he was not wanting to come off as presumptuous to assume it meant that. Although on the spot Dio he couldn't think of other scenarios involving him needing spoken to about their family when the Heda could surely do as she pleased in a great many regards. Together they lacked the anatomy (which he possessed, virility included) for offspring in the most traditional sense.. then here was him, ranked loftily, trusted, able-bodied.. It made a little more sense now that it was processing, but he was going to feel like an ass if he misread this.

If he was right, he was half flattered, and entirely in dire need of some more details.