Larksong Grotto News incoming.

Reek shook his head. His intention was never for Desna to feel like some sort of tool -- like her only purpose was to be used. She was so much more than that to Reek, but he could understand why she felt such a way. Of course, Reek did want her there for his children in his place, but he wanted it to be her choice to aide Reek in this way.

He sighed. "I know I asked so much of you last time we saw each other. I'm just— I'm just scared—" It was too much to make her promise, he knew that now after having some time to think about the situation. His gaze cast downward and his shoulders rolled forward in a sad slump. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to -- Des, you mean too much to me. No matter what happens or what you do, you're still my little girl" To ruin the relationship between them, Reek felt, would only make matters worse. He couldn't, nor wouldn't, bear it.

When she spoke about the boy, Reek's expression brightened. He nodded along, and when she meantioned that he was the beta of a pack, Reek couldn't help but quirk a brow. Certainly, she had set her sights high -- but beta or not, in Reek's eyes it would take a special wolf to be good enough for Desna. "It's perfectly natural to like him Des. If he's a nice boy, I see no harm in at least trying," he offered. However, Reek had surely played a role in marring Desna's mental image of relationships. Love was a difficult thing: both the best and worst, but a life without it was empty.