His vision cleared up a little and he kept himself tense to keep from falling asleep. He considered turning his hypnotic gaze onto himself to forget such exhaustion, but he doubted it would do much good if his body was going to constantly remind him of the pain and Overwhelming process he had just been through. He stroked the outer shell of his offspring, feeling how smooth and cold they were. No good. He focused on keeping them warm with his own body heat. For a second that was all he focused on, nearly forgetting that Edge was still standing there. He only had so much strength left to concentrate on one thing. It was only when Edge's hallowed cry reached his ears, did he look up at his tearful mate.

 He doesn't even have the energy to flinch as Edge takes a step closer, though instinct makes his tail curl tighter around the eggs careful to still be gentle. (like young in a womb, Path believed they could still sense what went on around them.) It takes him a moment before he recognises Edge. Remembers that he was entitled to their offspring as much as Path was. It takes another moment before his tail sweeps away and he loosens his grip on the eggs very slightly. He is wary, On guard and still cautious, but what right did he have to deny Edge holding his young. After all, he had gone through all this pain.. partly for Edge. It was their children. Made from both of them. He extended his hand towards Edge.

 ''Look.. " He said softly, ''It is our children, it is Sleipnir and skylark"