Z'haq listened to his dragon's words echoing in his head. Amid the swirling thoughts of his impending fatherhood and Resa's request to visit the baby when he had the time, Eorawth's suggestion was the only logical thing to do. He squeezed Resa's hand and returned her smile. "I have an idea," he started. "Why don't you move into my weyr? You know, with me? It's plenty big enough for both-- for all three of us, and the ledge is certainly capable of handling both Eorawth and Lyraeth." His smile softened. "And that way I could see our baby whenever I wanted to, and help you raise him. Or her. We don't know yet, do we?" he chuckled.
"Come on, Resa, what do you say? I love you, and I love our baby, and I want us to be together as a family."
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