Redhawk Caldera Spring calling

sorry for being slow darling <3

He nodded, sinking down into a sitting position. Yeah, if you're okay with listening, he replied, tilting his head her way, gaze soft. Sorry, but it's kind of been eating me up.

He took a deep breath, then continued. I didn't plan it. It was, uh, two different women. I dunno if they mated with anyone else, so the babies that come might not even be mine. But they might be.

Killdeer hunched his shoulders and sighed, shaking his head. I feel like— I dunno. I feel like I never grew up, he admitted. I mean, I did what I needed to do as a soldier in Mereo. I've traveled and helped others out. But being a father feels like. . . a huge leap in responsibility. And I don't know if I can do it.

My parents were together, he continued. And then they weren't. Bronco did his best, but we were separated most of the time. Can I be a good father, away from them? I'm not sure I can. It's just. . .a lot. You know?

Killer glanced at Amalia and grimaced. I'm so sorry, 'Mal. Word vomit, he added, with a rueful smile.