Redsand Canyon Whatever makes you happy

She couldn’t help but let a small smile onto her features when he told her to keep as many there as you need. “Careful what you promise… next thing you know I’ll turn our den into a second tablinum.” She teased lightly, managing to find some joy. She tried to keep things light, especially with how much she had dumped onto him. It was a fine line that she tried to walk.
 
The question had the smile fading as she nodded. “I fled the Trail shortly after her death… none of the other mothers had reached their due date yet.” She explained softly as she leaned her weight lightly against him. “I know it’s irrational. I know most births go fine, and that the ones that go awry, I can’t help I just… can’t help but feel responsible.”