Edge swallowed thickly as he followed Path into the bedroom. Why did he suddenly feel so nervous? He had been with Path for about half a year already. There was no need to be nervous. For some reason, Edge couldn't help but think that the white dragon didn't trust him. It was plausible, now that he knew his mate was a hydra, Path was afraid. 

Edge would have to be the same mate he had always known. The last time he fought, it ended with his death. Though Edge knew firsthand he was immortal, he was also scared of Path. For his mate was the only one who could truly kill him. Now that Edge's memories had returned, he was rather satisfied with himself. He had committed some really violent crimes and attacks, but it was all for a reason he couldn't help but agree with.

As his love spoke, Edge nodded in understanding. As he finished, Edge reached out and took his hands n his own tenderly. With lips and teeth that ripped open hearts, Edge kissed the skin on top of Path's hand. "This must be hard for you, too. You're scared." Edge said mysteriously. "I... can feel your heart beating faster... and faster..." 

He crawled even closer to Path. "Be still, and know that I am the king of all the hydra. Feel relief, for I am in love with you and wouldn't harm the ground you walk on." Edge took a deep breath. He needed to talk like he was younger than Path, but found it silly. "I am also afraid, because you are the only one that can kill me. And so long as I live, more Hydra will be born." 

Edge bit his lip. It was time to spill. "Allow me to prove my trust to you, my love. You elders can never kill the hudras unless you walk forth with love and affection. You see... we hydra can only die of a broken heart." With that Edge was silent for a while before he carefully asked, "Path-Path, what was your mother like?"