Tuktu Weir sacrifices must be made

The reminder that Casmir was not too far from her own age seemed to come most frequently in his expressive eyes. Where he was trying to be strong he did crumble a little, his resolve cracking. Gently Rowan shifted her touch up to his cheek, a small kiss of support as he greeted her with a familiar name rather than her full one. It warmed her heart to hear the title and she offered him a small smile before settling at his side. 

"We are doing well," She mused softly. "It's definitely we - I can count the kicks now, I think there will only be a couple more weeks." Of course the first time mother had no idea, all her knowledge had been gathered but it was different from knowing and experiencing herself. "Any news?" She asked hopefully - though part of her was loathe to bring it up to the young man and perhaps exposed more of his sorrows.