Path held onto the doorframe to avoid being knocked over when Skylark jumped on him, hugging him. He forced a smile against the pounding in his head and wrapped his arms around his child. Hushing him softly. He could hear the tears in Skylark's voice and his maternal instinct took over. He cradled Skylark gently, pressing a kiss to his forehead and wiping away the tears at the corner of his eyes, "Silly thing..." He said affectionately, "I am just fine and I know you'll alwsys be there as I will always be there for you and your brother..." Skylark fidnt have to say what Path more or less had already known, but the dragon was glad for the distraction from his sober thoughts and the words brought a warmth to his chest. Warm...he realky hadnt felt it in such a long time.

 Path barely looked up when Edge came in, too occupied with Skylark ir maybe just not knowing what he could say or do. It had been weeks since they had had a quiet peaceful moment like this and before they had taken full advantage of that time to satisfy each other and themselves. Now....well neither was satisfied anymore so Path kept his head down . Sleipnir, however, glanced over curiously at his Daddy, worriedly almost at the darkness that clung to Daddy like mist. Poor Daddy....Sleipnir, himself, had no qualms about the dark, but Daddy looked so weighed down by it...

 Path cooed softly to Skylark, still rocking him as he walked around the room. Happy to stay warm a little while longer. At the request for a hug, Path forced an apologetic smile towards Edge because that was what he was meant to do right? Feel bad for hogging Skylark's attention, but secretly Path was glad tgat he hadnt rushed straight off to Edge, hadnt just left him so enthusiastically, coming back only when he desired somethibg....the thought made Path choke up a little and he disguised it with a turning of his head to cough which resulted in more coughs and a gasping intake of air. He passed it off as nothing, turning his attention back to Skylark. 

 Sleipnir on the otherhand was all too happy to bounce into Daddy's arms, hugging him tightly. A wide smile on his face as he loudly declared, "I love Daddy as much as Father does!"

 Path visibly froze at the words. His gaze trained to the floor, the wall....the beds, anything to avoid Edge's gaze. Sleipnir, perhaps not understanding what he had just done, prodded further, "Father loves Daddy lots too right?" He asked, voice getting softer because he must have known how heavy that question was....to which Path cracked a false smile.

 "Off course, Father loves Daddy very much. Yes...." He repeated the words in his head, staring over at Edge with masked golden eyes. Yes, he still very much loved Edge, or at least thought he did. He loved to protect and preserve Edge, he loved to look at him and remember how fond Edge used to look at him, his excitement over the pregnancy, the happy times he painted for them still. He loved Edge and for that was where irony lay. He loved Edge so he would be strong for him , but loving Edge was a weakness as well because should the human ever leave, Path wouldn't be Path anymore. He might still have his kids, but Path wouldnt be Path.