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Dante laughed. "Duly noted." He then cocked his head, approaching slowly and cautiously. Though she said it was fine, his awkwardness was still there. Even so, he lowered his head, pressing one cheek to her side gently. For a moment he remained, and had just been about to remove it, when he felt a small movement. He jerked his head away, eyes widening, and took a couple steps back. "Does it hurt? I mean, when they move like that?"

While he loved the idea of children, he did not envy the mother her place. Carrying such weight looked horribly uncomfortable. He had little doubts Blue Willow thought it worth it, but he couldn't be more glad he'd been born with a little different set of requirements.