Edge watched with anticipation as Sleipnir made his promise, then smiled warmly when Path did the same. The hydra loved his family, but he wasn't used to this type of mutual affection. He was familiar with simply making love and using his power to give pleasure as a weapon, not be pleasured himself. 

The war weighed heavily on Edge's mind. What was he to do? Certainly he couldn't turn against his family, could he? What would Path think? What would the kids think? Edge could imagine Path wouldn't be happy in the slightest. 

Perhaps Edge could see Regnum again in the war. But Regnum, if he was even alive, would fight on the side of the Elders. Not only that, but he wouldn't let Edge fight on Path's side. It dawned on him that he didn't have a choice. Though he wanted to fight alongside Path, the elders would never allow it. 

Pouting slightly as he thought about it, Edge positioned himself so he was lying on Sleipnir , using him as a little pillow. He lifted up his son's shirt and gave him a wet razzberry and smiled tenderly before nuzzling Sleipnir's cheek. Edge had never felt such a... warm feeling from anyone before. Deciding he should kiss Path goodnight, he did so, but this lip lock was more passionate and fierce. Smiling as he pulled away, Edge yawned. "Good... Night..." 

He then used Sleipnir as a pillow once more.