Whitebark Stream is it a sin to find

kaori confirms what salvatore already suspects: that it is too early to tell; and salvatore considers that perhaps they were having this conversation for no reason. maybe ...maybe it wouldn't take. yet, even that thought, interestingly enough, brings with it a small rise of disappointment. for as terrified as salvatore is of the consideration a small part of him dare hopes for the chance to be more than what the warmonger had told him he'd be. he can't be sure, having never sired cubs before, but his father was far from infertile and it didn't make sense that he would randomly be.

salvatore is quiet as she speaks; attentive, listening with bated breath, holding the dragonesses gaze as it rises to meet his own. the blackbird holds it steady with his singular emberglow gaze, dead eye as unseeing as ever.

❝i'd like that,❞ salvatore murmurs in agreement to getting to know her better and her getting to know him better. even if he is a bit weary about telling the truth of whalebone loch and how he grew up. it didn't exactly make him the perfect candidate for 'father of the year', or even really give him any sort of foundation in which to approach childrearing. ❝thank you.❞ relief washes over salvatore as she tells him she would not take from him and their possible cubs the chance to get to be involved.