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20.Feb.21, 04:49 PM
Cazan was already dreading what would happen to her work once the baby was born. Would she never get anything done at all and resent the child for it? It was something she'd already cried about and already been soothed about so she didn't want to repeat the thought again. Instead she tried to focus on something she was much more sure would have a happy outcome. "How soon do you think we can leave? The weekend? Beginning of next week? I know we wanted to make sure Mal was going to be strong enough to fly after being grounded for so long, but she seems to be doing well trying to burn through the energy she has."
T’ryn laughed when it was assumed he would be the better parent. “I’m sorry but have you met me? I’m going to panic and overthink everything I do and everything he—or she—seems to want. But I’ll try my best.” He didn’t plan to know what sleep meant for at least the next year. No matter how many wonderful people they had in their life to help and guide them, T’ryn was already constantly worrying about what he will mess up and that Cazan would hate him because he forgot to do something or held the baby the wrong way.
They’d had many conversations already about their fears and T’ryn was thankful that Cazan changed the topic herself this time. He didn’t mind it and he would reassure his mate every single time if needed but this was a calm and cozy cuddle time before they returned to the next stressful situation. “I think by week’s end should be fine. Mal seems to be doing well but a few more days won’t hurt. It will also give you a bit more time to say your farewells as well.” T’ryn knew Cazan had made friends in Fort during her year there and he had some guilt for being the reason she was getting uprooted yet again. As much as they both wanted this move, he wouldn’t rush it either.
“Would you like to have a few friends over for a dinner in a day or two?” It wasn’t like she would never see the friends again but the distance would still be felt even with dragon transportation.
T’ryn laughed when it was assumed he would be the better parent. “I’m sorry but have you met me? I’m going to panic and overthink everything I do and everything he—or she—seems to want. But I’ll try my best.” He didn’t plan to know what sleep meant for at least the next year. No matter how many wonderful people they had in their life to help and guide them, T’ryn was already constantly worrying about what he will mess up and that Cazan would hate him because he forgot to do something or held the baby the wrong way.
They’d had many conversations already about their fears and T’ryn was thankful that Cazan changed the topic herself this time. He didn’t mind it and he would reassure his mate every single time if needed but this was a calm and cozy cuddle time before they returned to the next stressful situation. “I think by week’s end should be fine. Mal seems to be doing well but a few more days won’t hurt. It will also give you a bit more time to say your farewells as well.” T’ryn knew Cazan had made friends in Fort during her year there and he had some guilt for being the reason she was getting uprooted yet again. As much as they both wanted this move, he wouldn’t rush it either.
“Would you like to have a few friends over for a dinner in a day or two?” It wasn’t like she would never see the friends again but the distance would still be felt even with dragon transportation.
