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"I think so. It seems to work to some extent, but it seems like... you describe how ki fades quickly. I'm used to chakra staying once it's gained unless the body needs to consume it for injury or something. With this, I'm stable a little, and then it suddenly starts to leak out like it does when my body is badly injured, the energy is eaten up by something else. And then once my chakra reserves are low... the body itself seems to start misfunctioning." he held up a hand, and turned it over, making a tight fist, then stretching the fingers, clenching again. He put it down. He knew he was perfectly fine. For now. "But that would just be fighting the effects off once it begins again, it would seem."

"I need to keep my body as healthy as possible... it's a lot like ki... but I need to keep my mind healthy as well. I put myself through mental excersizes and a breif medatory period daily, so that should be fine, I doubt I'm going to suddenly stop thinking or have a drastic change of spititual health, so mental seems fine..." he spoke a tad dryly, and shrugged. "I don't know. I really don't. I'm just hoping I can find something soon. If it is the lack of a bond causing this it's as simple as... well, no, that's not a simple matter. That would mean being bound to someone again. If not it could be something as simple as a neglected part of the maintaining magic I need to touch up again, or as complex as... I don't know. I don't."

Rivven made himself keep that gaze locked, not look away. It was hard, to some extent.

"Not if I can help it. I've got a long time before I have to worry about that at least, and if I can't find the cure in that book, I'm going to start trying everything I even think might work until something does." He picked up a hand to lay over on one of hers, but slowly let it drop again. "I won't leave you alone. If anything should happen to me... you can bring me back. I'd want to come back, to you, for you. Our child as well, now. But if I can help it, nothing will take me away from either of you to begin with."

It had all been said after all, it didn't seem there was any more they could accomplish just yet. The words had kept Rivven's mind how it was, active, moving, looking for meanings and holes, trying to understand and explain. Perhaps, the simplicity of that expression was the very best thing at this point.

The tension leaked out of his body in a second when his wife's lips met his, and he slowly wrapped his arms around her as he returned it, drawing her close and letting his uncertainties disappear in that wounderous, unquestionable security just being near to another, one so important to one, could bring.

Rivven as well, would find himself rather quickly consumed again by sleep, though he had the presence to carefully move himself and the child so as to keep it as safe as could be at present, not that he had ever turned much in his sleep. Unless something came to awake him earlier, he would actually sleep fairly late into the morning, past the suns rising, regardless of what his more common practices on sleep were.

Her waking and getting up failed to wake Rivven. The water however, eventually woke him, if not quickly. Somewhere between the sound and the sense of water moving nearby, he eventually stirred, sitting up and rubbing at sore muscles and joints as he stretched a little atop the bed.

Slowly, he would eventually get up, rubbing his temple and trying to recall the night before prior to doing anything. It wasn't pleasant, and he felt like she'd be worried about him now, and unnecessarily. He had felt like it would only be harmful to worry her during the pregnancy, especially as there was nothing she could do to help with it even knowing, probably.

Slowly, cautiously, he left to the room and followed the sounds into the adjoining room, cautious of the possibility of Morgan being upset, and not wishing to wake the child through making any more sound.

"Good morning." Rivven said quietly, from the other side of the glass, still in his pants and undergarment, though he'd not bothered to put anything else on. He sighed tiredly, and pressed a hand on the glass, leaning forward a little. "Morgan... I'm sorry, about..." he trailed off, letting his head sink, silent for a long moment. "I shouldn't have hid anything from you. How... how are you now... love...?"