Stone Circle Scooty woop.

His eyes widened and lips pulled taught when she spoke loudly again, causing his ears to turn back. No wonder she was concerned, though- he'd answered her so glumly that she likely thought he had bad news. And he did- but not for her, likely, if she loved her son. 

And why would she not? She was a mother who actually came searching for her son. 

Ruefully, he looked past her, wondering where his own mother was, and why she didn't come looking for him. He felt even less valuable, knowing that other mothers went great distances just to find out of their children were alright, when his parents had not done the same for him. Obviously, Fig was a better son, who had better parents, and he found himself disliking the man even more. 

"Fig fine." He answered bluntly, after nodding vaguely to accept her apology. He supposed her owed her an explanation, but he hated the feeling that the more he told her, the further he'd be driven from Tauris. She likely w9nodered why it was that Skáld looked so sour, but he wasn't good at hiding how he felt, especially when the explanation for his feelings was something impossible for him to explain. 

"Fig have babies." He said. "New. Very new."