OOC: hope you don't mind the small pp +5
He had been the more protective of them it seemed, since he had been aware of the happenings in Crimson Dreams and he was not about to have a repeat about what had happened. Mars looked at her face as it looked different for once in a long time. She finally had a smile on her maw, and Mars returned the look with a small smile of his own. He handed her the necklace and nodded his head when she had spoken that she would help him with measurements. This made him even more happy because he had been waiting for too long to make her something new. He did not like to see her in rags, and after awhile, he always thought that his clothing looked like such. He noticed awhile back that her kilt was faded and it had been starting to get ripped at the edges on the front, and that was unacceptable to him. He planned on making her a new one eventually.
She told him to chill out when it came to the pups, and he let a frown form on his face. He huffed lightly and then he tapped his foot anxiously. He then moved away from the woman and went up the staircase to go do what was expected of him, as a worried father whom didn't know how else to act. He opened the door slowly, and was greeted with no noise, but the puppies laid on their bed, sleeping like their mother had left them. They did not stir from their spot so they were pretty out, and Mars watched them for a moment, making sure each of them were breathing before he had slowly closed the door and he walked back down stairs to the woman. He nodded his head as if to silently tell her that they were okay and sleeping still. So where did you go? Anywhere interesting? the man asked her as he moved to go to his trunk of fabrics that he had. He found the trunk here in this house and decided it was good for him to use for putting his fabrics and also his measuring tools. He opened the trunk and grabbed his tape measure and a pencil and paper that was also in there for such a purpose. It held the woman's old measurements in which he had read and then he looked at the woman. He noticed her hips were wider now, and her bust was also different than he was used to. He held up the tape and then he moved toward her and he wrapped the tape around her chest first and took that measurement.
This action was more awkward than it normally was for him though, because they were so close and he was technically touching in an 'inappropriate' way. Even though he knew that his hands touched her plenty of times in this fashion it was still weird for him to think so hard about it, and it was weird for him to think about him, the asexual he was, touching herin this way. It would have been weirder if he had gotten turned on, this was a given. You've uhm...gotten bigger up here... he pointed out, actually verbalizing that she was bigger up in her chest.
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