Sun Mote Copse paradise

If he could sweat, Eljay would've had drops rolling down the side of his face by now. He frowned as he realised he might've made a mistake. He'd heard correctly, right? Had he not? Who had told him about this? Wraen, and Towhee, right? Was there anyone who had a name that sounded like Phox? Eljay frowned and his mind started to race as he tried to think back and wonder where it had all gone wrong.

But before he could get into full panic mode Niamh's face cracked into a smile and she admitted to joking. Eljay looked visibly relieved and he smiled at Niamh as she said that Phox was pretty great. He could imagine it must be nice to have someone, even though it was a feeling he had only tasted for a few months before it was ripped away from him. He tried not to think of that -- of Wiffle -- too much and said, That sounds great, with a smile. I guess he's already a father, so that gives some sort of proof that he will be. Eljay smiled as he said it. He meant it half joking, half serious, but in the end it didn't come out as eloquent as he had intended it. Oh well, that was pretty much the story of his life anyway.