Ouroboros Spine Twinkle twinkle, little star

He looked back to the stars when she closed her eyes. The vulnerability of the moment wasn't meant for him, and he had his own wishes to make, after all. He didn't truly believe in them, but he, too, thought that he ought to get into the spirit of it. Of fun. He tried to think of something else fun to say, but his thoughts just kept circling back to those kids of hers, older and newer, and part of him just couldn't help but feel...

Jealous, he named the feeling, though he wasn't quite sure that was right.

"It's nice you got a boy, now," he told her, musingly, some time after they'd made their separate wishes. "I was glad when I got all girls — but he's a good kid. Now I kinda wish I could've raised a son, too."