Two Rivers Isle Lifts you up like a star I will follow

If Ulrich had been walking as she spoke, he would've tripped on her words about children. Of course they had talked about this before, not too long ago, but the sudden way that she brought the topic up now caught him short. Children, he repeated. Yes.

Immediately, partly out of nervousness, he began to glance around, looking for an appropriate spot to start digging a new den. A bigger den will be necessary, yes, he said, rather gruffly, because he wasn't sure what else to say. He caught her smile and tried to return one to her, though he probably just looked pained. Why was he still so nervous about this? They had talked about it. They had agreed that they both wanted children. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. He needed to get a grip on himself.