( Ask him what it takes to care for another, for the small and helpless, for the enduring fragility of life, and he can list... enough ways, with them old enough, guess close enough, he who has never held any newborn or newly to this world before now. Yet he is asked, and he applies what intelligence seeking outside the boundaries of their own comfort to the exquisite dilemma of small, fur-cradled creatures nestled under their mothers, as they're wont to do )
We feed their mothers, keep them all warm and safe. Not too warm, but warm. No fur yet, they could get cold when the ladies eat.
( His eyes closed for that moment of forehead to forehead greeting, the silent response that filled cracks in his chest, glinting in bright molten light now. The low laugh and parting of lashes so that he might see Lan Zhan, the sweaty, heated, distressed version of him ignoring his own melting in favour of these small, unanticipated lives. )
So that's when they had a chance. How bold of them, to seize that moment and make it theirs.
( The slow smile, eyes still speckled with wonder, stars across a galaxy, but not a universe. )
No apologies. It's in their nature, and brings no harm.
( More considerations of food and safety and, ah. Contraptions built to carry and hold, for the growing legions. )
no subject
( Ask him what it takes to care for another, for the small and helpless, for the enduring fragility of life, and he can list... enough ways, with them old enough, guess close enough, he who has never held any newborn or newly to this world before now. Yet he is asked, and he applies what intelligence seeking outside the boundaries of their own comfort to the exquisite dilemma of small, fur-cradled creatures nestled under their mothers, as they're wont to do )
We feed their mothers, keep them all warm and safe. Not too warm, but warm. No fur yet, they could get cold when the ladies eat.
( His eyes closed for that moment of forehead to forehead greeting, the silent response that filled cracks in his chest, glinting in bright molten light now. The low laugh and parting of lashes so that he might see Lan Zhan, the sweaty, heated, distressed version of him ignoring his own melting in favour of these small, unanticipated lives. )
So that's when they had a chance. How bold of them, to seize that moment and make it theirs.
( The slow smile, eyes still speckled with wonder, stars across a galaxy, but not a universe. )
No apologies. It's in their nature, and brings no harm.
( More considerations of food and safety and, ah. Contraptions built to carry and hold, for the growing legions. )