Emmett
Tell me, how do I feel?
"That sounds good, yeah. My sister Susanna used t'work in the markets with a leather makin' guy in the winters, then come back up for the summer. It'd be kinda like that. Maybe I can find somethin' for the kids to do down in the town when I'm helpin' too. I don'...think the stuff that happens in the clinic is for the kids." As much as the realities of farm life were something that ran like a natural current through his family, he wanted to preserve the innocence of his siblings just a little more.
Emmett smiled at her comment about Frey, remembering a little what had happened the last time he'd seen the Goddess. Phoebe moved to kiss him and he returned it, his hand curling in her hair and his eyes falling closed as he pressed his lips to hers, smiling and sighing happily.
"Y'know, speakin' of Frey..." He said as he pulled back, chewing at his lip. "They gave me a gift. It's some leaves...they said they're good for the harvest, or...that if y'ate one before we uh...did stuff, that you'd get pregnant and I..assume it'd go well, for sure. So maybe one day, when we're ready, we do it that way?"
