Sun Mote Copse Still getting used to road regrets

Niamh laughed faintly when Colt mentioned Finley doing the same as their parents. "Lots of kids. You think Finley and Elwood are gonna have another litter this year?" She asked, though she was aware that Eljay- their oldest son- was also old enough to have children, and could potentially have kids the same year his parents did, which she thought might feel a bit weird. She liked the thought of Finley and Elwood having kids though- Tywyll and Cinder were good kids, even though they were both growing up. And though she'd previously had some misgivings about Clover and Fiadh, they too had turned out fine- as well as Tegan, though he was quite a character. Strong parents made strong kids. 

She was surprised by Colt's question, though the answer was one that she already knew. She wasn't entirely sure, however, if it was the right time to talk about it...But since Colt was the one bringing it up, she nodded, a faint, fond smile on her features. She glanced at him, but he was looking up at the moon. "I do." She said. "But only if they're yours." She felt nervous and anxious all of a sudden, having confessed that, so she shrugged. "Y'know. Just 'cause they'd be stupidly good looking." She said. Humor as a defense mechanism? Maybe.