[/html]Despite her rejections, it did not waver the fact that he wanted, which he determined as that he, in fact, needed, to know why she was crying and close to doing so once again. His mind raced through so many conclusions, and while a lot seem reasonable, he wanted to hear from her own voice what was wrong. It was almost as if not knowing had laid out a pressure on his chest and it was not until he knew would it be relieved.
Finally, she stopped with her refusals to tell him anything, and he waited all so impatiently for her to say something. When she spoke about being a bad mother, he was extremely confused, and again his mind buzzed with a million options. Was she talking about her horse's offspring? Did she adopt another animal under her wing and was in denial over it? He was still calculating over the first statement when she continued to speak.
He was motionless at first. Another moment passed, and he was still sitting there silently, mind blank besides the resonating thought that echoed through it. It took him another second to consciously realize what it was saying, and one more to have any sort of outward reaction to it. It was subtle, only the widening of eyes that stared right back at Eclipse. They were not fearful, or hateful, just stunned. The frost-colored gaze then flicked down to the woman's abdomen, and he expected to see some sort of change he did not notice before.
"Babies?" he repeated softly, still watching her stomach.
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