Whitefish River 'Cause I need you here with me

The news was...he didn't know how to feel about it. He looked between his mom and Emrik a few times as he tried to process what she was telling them. Mom was pregnant, and he would have younger siblings soon. It definitely made leaving even harder, but he was positive he still wanted that, even with this new development. 

Still, he just stared at them. He didn't necessarily dislike Emrik, he actually thought he was a nice enough guy, but it was hard to be okay with how fast things had moved between him and his mom. They were mates, and how they were having kids? He kind of wondered if she might forget about them once she had her new kids, but he quickly brushed that thought away; he knew better than that, right? Plus, he was starting to feel really bad about not being here when they were born, because he knew he would be gone long before then. He felt bad denying them of their older brother, but he tried to soothe his guilt with the promise that he would still visit. 

He drew in a deep breath and settled his dark blue gaze on his mom. When will they be born? he asked. How long did this all take? He had never had a reason to talk about this stuff before.