Phoenix Maplewood California One/The Youth and Beauty Brigade

Unable to lead. "Too plump to move?" Reek quickly amended in its place with a laugh. While in these early stages it was too soon to tell, Reek operated under the assumption that the pregnancy had take root. After all, it was better to be prepaired either way. Soon, changes would take place within her body and the two would know for sure. "I'll still think that you're pretty when you're rotund. Who knows? You might have a graceful waddle." He stuck out his tongue in playful jest, but behind his jokes was a level of truth. Appearance wasn't everything; this was something Reek was sure Saena knew, since he wasn't really the attractive sort.

All jokes aside though, Saena was right. If the pregnancy took, they would need to find a beta. "I'll talk to her after the raid," he said. There and then would he be able to gauge Tavi's readiness and reaction to a heightened sense of responsibility.

Nevertheless, neither of them needed to worry about such things now. Reek stretched his limbs outward, pushing the bones of his meal away, and yawned. "So, do you think it took?" he asked, referring to her possible pregnancy. "It's hard to believe— us, parents." A family of his own had been something Reek had always wanted, as if it were a way to retroactivly fix the mistakes made in his own upbringing. His own absence of a father only drove him to be the best dad he possibly could. Soon, unbeknownst to Reek, he would have his wish.