Skylark felt his eyes get damp. Why did he feel anger and hate everywhere? Had he... done something wrong? Families fought all the time, but it would be fine because they loved each other. Right? He assumed Edge would just regenerate soon, but was not expecting there to be red blood on his claws. Why didn't Edge have blue blood, like dragons were supposed to? 

Skylark nodded solemnly as he was pushed out of the room. Holding onto his brother for support, he wished he could still be in his little egg, where everything would be safe. Everything would be happy. This... this wasn't happy at all. 

Almost immediately after stepping out, his brother e,braced him tightly. Then all of a sudden, there was something warm and slippery and slimy on his mouth! It was his brother. Freezing in shock, Skylark's violet eyes widened alone with his mouth dropping open. This was too much... This was what Path and Edge were doing in the bathroom, and... He was too dazed to speak, even as he door closed shut. 

Edge's stomach flipped as he saw Sleipnir kiss Skylark sloppily. His careful gaze traveled to Path and he swallowed nervously. He was done crying. He didn't have any tears left. With no water, it was taxing to cry so often. The only water was in the form of food, and even that was running low. His eyes had a new fire to them. "I kissed Sleipnir ." He said slowly. "I'm not going to lie to you anymore, Path." 

Edge swallowed nervously. It was time to confront the dragon. "I want to talk about us." He began, clutching his arm as it bled and swinging his legs over the side of the bed to support himself. "I want us to be mates again. And I'm not stupid. I know you're hiding things from me. So I'm going to show you how much I trust you." He took a deep breach and stared into those golden stars. 

"I know... I was like, a dragon? Something like that. Anyways, when you and the kids were gone, I was visited by one of my old comrades. He asked me to help them n a war. At first, I said yes, but then I denied him. I'm a human right now, so I'd be pretty much useless in a battlefield, you know?" He tried to force a laugh. 

"I'm scared, but I'm even more scared to tell you. You've changed. You never... cared about being strong anymore. I haven't seen you cry ever since the kids were born. What the hell are you trying to prove!?!" He didn't understand. "Path, I'm here for you. I'll always be here for you, as long as I'm alive. I'll give you my heart and my soul, but you have to ask for it. I don't need you to be a fearless god, I want to have someone who loves me!" He searched the dragon's eyes for anything that would show his emotions. 

"Why? What did I do wrong? Tell me... and I'll try to fix it. I'd do anything for you, Path. But I don't think you know that. I kissed Sleipnir because I wanted someone to love. In the bathroom, I felt like I was making love to a statue!" A few tears fell onto his open wound. "Please... tell me what you want from me and I'll give it to you. I'll let you into my mind if you want to change me. I... I... I don't want to lose you, Path!" He said in a painted voice. "I'm human, so I make mistakes. But I don't want you treating me like a kid. Its good to care and be strong, but does the knight were his armor in the home? No. So why aren't you showing me your true emotions? I can deal with ugly. I can deal with dark. Can deal with scary, or selfish, or whatever! But I can't deal with someone who won't let me in." He finished. Now it was Path's turn to rant.