Just the thought of having a child with this - mutt, traitor, lover, friend, enemy - person... The feelings he had at the thought were pulling him in so many different directions he wasn't sure what voice to listen to.

But then she touched him and spoke firmly, eyes on him, and all he could do was listen. The urge to flinch and push away was severe but he kept himself grounded, not wanting to seem even more weak.

"But- But you just said..."

And then to have lost it? How...