Broken Boulder All my life been a black sheep

ibis and okeanos; he commits this to memory immediately, trying to imagine what they might look like, be like. he doesn't know of their paternity and so what comes to mind are two tiny visions of seabreeze with hints of mato here and there. it makes his chest ache with longing, and he wishes he could go to her now and see them for himself. but he thinks of his own babes, their spotted bodies held close to queenie, and it soothes him a little, especially with pyro's congratulations.

smiling he nods, glad seabreeze will at least know about his too -- and hey, he and queenie are both scouts, maybe when they're older they could take them to go visit. there's little else for them to exchange information wise -- beyond delight's fascination with rochesters -- so he's not surprised when pyro starts to excuse himself. 

he is surprised when he blurts "you can stay here," feeling warmth rush to his cheeks. it's -- he's a leader, that's allowed, and that's the point of the sanctuary -- oh surely alarian won't mind, right? for a cute rochester? (not like he can back out now ha ha delight you have made this cute bed and now you are going to watch it longingly from afar).