"Diosa nos ayude! I forgot the bebes are almost as close as my kin and I are." He stares at Pandora, laughter behind his next words. "Stoney's ^gemelos have shown her about flying with daddy. She wants me to teach her to fly NOW."
He schools his gaze, hiding the humor as best he can, knowing she is picking it up from his mind and not happy with him. The colors in her hair glow softly.
"Mi **gitanilla, your wings.. they need to grow more before I can teach you. If we try too soon, you will hurt them and they will not work for you. Ever."
The colors seem to brighten. Ob can feel her temper. "Chloe. That is enough. You will not try to fly on your own." She pouts, tears filling her eyes. "No no... No flying on your own. But I will take you for a dip in the stars. Mamacita's business comes first. We get the tavern open, then I take you up, si?"
Chloe sniffles, laying her wet face on Ob's chest. He roles his eyes helplessly at his wife as he strokes jewel stranded dark curls. Her lips are pressed tight, as if she is trying hard not to laugh. Hiding his thoughts from Chloe, he send to Pandora.
Okay Bruha, round one to our daughter.
*Goddess help us!
^twins
**my little gypsy
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