There was a sense of tranquility seeing Freya again, like a piece of home was sent back to him through some sort of magic, or even a miracle. A soft smile made its way across his face, eyes bright with a happiness that he had thought was all lost. Not that things hadn't been going well for him, but somewhere in his heart, it always felt like something was missing. Maybe this, what ever it was, was what he was looking for. But the familiar friendly and affectionate tone soon faded away, replaced by something more alarming and quietly threatening. But what was it?

You...you have children? With whom? When? And what kind of mock spar? Are you alright? N​ó​ttin so desperately wanted to come closer to her, to give her a hug or even take her away to somewhere more secluded and private. But would she go with him? You look like you have seen a ghost. Is there something going on? No, maybe it was just all in his head. She should be happy in a pack of her own, striking out on her own. Shouldn't she? Unless she wasn't. Oh what on earth was going on here!?