Emberwood Walking and the sky keeps falling down

Takiyok was good to him. She always was able to lend an ear with whatever he needed. She had proven it when he had told her about visiting the Rusalkans, and rather than chastising him, she had simply taken in the information and lied for him when it came time to fess up. He nodded. He knew she was there for him.
Children, though was far more interesting a subject for him. Takiyok had many children, and he knew that even though they had all taken different paths, she might be feeling that itch again in the coming season. The smile that crossed her beautiful features was infectious, and his grin grew wider. Her eyes were alight with possibility, even if Stag had chosen to take a less than favourable road. When she spoke of him following Wylla, Taikon grew quiet. The smile wore away, and he sighed, looking away into the distant darkness.
You knew you couldn't change his mind. He's a stubborn guy— he paused, for she had turned her face away from him. He heard her pain. He realized that she had been holding onto this for days. So, he told her what Lunaria had once told him. Taki, you've been through a lot, but your son is important to you. Holding it in isn't going to make it heal faster. He scooted, very slightly, closer to her so that he was pushing lightly against her shoulder, leaning against her. He half expected her to move away, but it was worth the risk.
He also hated to cry in front of others. But this, for her, was gutting.