"My father wasn't much of a farmer to be honest" Jammy said, "he tried before settling down with my mother, but he didn't have the dedication nor the skill for it really. But he could build anything you asked him, if you have him time to figure it out" she said, smiling in the memory. "In fact, I would never have met Marx if he didn't know how to build things. When we loved to the city, my father quickly gained a reputation for his kind and good services. Marx broke a table in a way I still don't know how, and asked my father for help" she gave Marx hand a squeeze and smiled at him

Sasha leaned into Kos slightly, happy and comfortable with him, and feeling gratefully at ease, as Kos wrapped his tail around hers, and rubbed her growing belly. She felt better,'and knew their egg and subsequent hatchling would be healthy and strong. She nodded, "soon" she agreed, "do you have any ideas for that?"

Nyx tried to remember back, but he didn't think Larek had ever told her that. She knew Kos's mother was no longer alive, but didn't realise it was for something spiteful, to hurt his father. That just made it worse. "That's just...evil"

Hermia nodded then laughed "until you have to clean it off" she said