Larksong Grotto There's Always Bad News To Go With The Good

There was a part of him that wondered what this might feel like. There had to be a reason that Octavia had left with her son - there was no way that she'd just volunteer to raise a child on her own in such terrible times. Why would someone do that to themselves? Stark watched the approaching male, blue eyes taking in each detail, they would have much to report to Octavia. The male fit the sort of build that she had described for Reek and so Stark was quiet for a moment as nothing was said by the male and Nova Rose explained why they were there. 

He knew Tambourine. At least knew that he was mostly quiet, he fussed sometimes but spent more of his days sucking on his paw than anything. He'd spent time with the pair. The child was growing, and Octavia was doing her part in ensuring that he was safe. Stark himself was doing all he could, feeding the mother and child so that they did not suffer. There was a half-truth to what Nova Rose said - Tambourine wasn't the only son of Octavia - just the only one to survive.