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"Oi, g'mornin, Hexx," a dip of his head would naturally find her as Tiberii greeted him. "Everythin' alright?" he was never one for beating around the bush, direct and to the point had always been his way. And today was no different, silver eyes drifting away from Tiberii. To something else, to somewhere else perhaps. ❝ I'm going to be a father ❞ he rumbled, monotone voice never faltering even against the storm that brewed deep within.
❝ Golde is pregnant. ❞ the soldier added, blinking as he turned his eyes back on his friend, he thought for a moment speaking the words aloud felt strange.
But he didn't hesitate to add his concern into the mix. ❝ I'm not sure I know how to connect with children ❞ there was a slight tilt of his head as if contemplating the idea. To be frank he wasn't sure if Tiberii knew either, but she was at least more emotionally inclined than he was.
❝ speech ❞
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