Noctisardor Bypass Miserablism

He hadn't made any real effort to catch up with Arbiter. What was there to say, even? "Oh, Raleska nearly died, and I helped save her. Did I mention gave birth to two kids? Yeah, not sure who the father is." Arbiter didn't know Raleska, and she certainly didn't know the history between them. If things had gone differently, it was entirely possible that Kaertok would have been the father of her children, not Arbiter's. But alas, things had gone the way they'd gone, and he'd mostly kept to himself these past weeks since he'd gotten back.

Legion was still robust enough that their children would survive, but he still had doubts about them thriving. And what if they didn't? He knew he would not blame only himself. Arbiter had resisted joining another pack where their children might have a better chance, and Kaertok still thought that might have to be an option. Their numbers dwindled as the days went on, and even her own son had come and gone.

He caught sight of Arbiter on some sort of mission. She was growing more and more rotund as the days went by. On a mission? he asked, coming up beside her, shoulder-to-shoulder.