Swiftcurrent Creek I can't remember but it's alright, a-alright

Rejection! Again! It didn't sting so much, but Reverie could hardly stand the frustration mounting in all of her veins, even down to her bones. She felt as if she might burst. Or burst into tears, perhaps. She did her best not to, because she didn't want to make Lestan feel pressured, but her eyes were shining a little even as she tried to communicate her understanding with a gentle smile.
She did not trust herself to speak, so she only nodded and took Blossom from him. Later, perhaps. But there was a sinking feeling in her. Did he no longer want her? Reverie was all too aware that her body had changed, and now glanced down at herself with no small measure of insecurity. Only for a moment. Only to remind herself that this was what she was now, and maybe it was time to stop expecting Lestan to feel any desire for her. Really, she should be grateful he was here at all.
These thoughts would consume her for some time, even as she committed herself to helping Lestan bring to life his vision for their den.