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Remi laughs, the sound boyish and bright, and shakes his head. "I have more than enough tentacles to hold a newborn," he assures her easily, "and still have plenty left over."

At her clarification, he rolls his eyes with gentle exasperation, lifting a hand as if to rewind the moment. "No, no," he says, still smiling, "that was not what I was asking. I did not ask what your answer would be, Isla. I asked whether you would want him to ask." The corner of his mouth quirks as he raises a brow in her direction.

He chuckles to himself and takes another sip of his iced tea, condensation slick beneath his fingers, before setting the glass down again. "Ronin has not stopped glowing since we made the decision," he says fondly, voice softening. "I am not entirely certain whether celestial light actually helps things grow," he adds with a small, amused shrug, "but our little sprout has certainly been getting plenty of it."

There's a rhyme and reason to the wild outdoors
When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours

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