Dragoncrest Cliffs Your heart full of foxes

she's not prepared for mother's confession, nor does she quite know how to react. "oh," she says, awkwardly, "that's good."

there's not really a point in getting too hung up on it: as far as blixen can remember, her mother has always been loving and nurturing and has not left her or her siblings wanting in any regard (well, sans the kidnapping thing, which she can't really be blamed for). she dismisses it with an easy shrug, grinning at her mother's question. "yeah! yeah. they're so tiny," she adds, again, for the millionth time, still so surprised by their teensy little forms. "did you name them yet?" assuming they have remained unnamed by the end of that other thread blix is in, of course.