She was careful and quick to come to him, as usual, and if there was one thing that put a decent smile on the face of the man it was seeing her be quick to come to him. She was a diligent wife, doting and giving, and he appreciated what she had given to him. Children, happiness, and she had stood beside him even in his failures. How could he have not been captivated by her? How could have failed her more than he already had? He was not proclaiming his perfection this day, or any other day, but he was going to do his best to pick up what he could. Failure did not suit their family well, and as Adravendi (blood or not) there was a requirement of wisdom most didn't have the chance to see. Luckily, Collision had been raised by all the right kinds of people, and he had power that had seemed untapped. A mind that was ready for a sacrifice of the most unparalleled kind.
Her body came close, crashing into his subtly, the warmth she emitted rocking over him gently and creating a smile that caressed his face, showering her in ardor. Tail moved restlessly as she became comfortable with him, the whisper of his name echoing in his ear pleasantly. Every moment with this blessed woman was pure intoxication. He was a druggie married to heroine. It was the ultimate downfall, and yet the most blissful existence he could have chosen. Contrary to what lay on the table, however, he had called her for a more serious intervention. There wasn't much he could smile about, nor was there much reason for him to not be slightly fearful of what the future held. Even the next few minutes seemed to be an unknown revelation to him.
"Soleil," the tempered disposition of the well-groomed behemoth rolled forward, his head nuzzling into the top of her, his tongue dancing over her muzzle and brow to shower her in the warm kisses he could offer. How sweet and nice it was to be beside her. His heart, his night and day. "I need to talk to you about something," he was well aware that the woman didn't do well with stress, nor with surprises, and she preferred an easy stylized life. He couldn't give that option to her at the moment. Something had to change, "It's regarding out children, I suppose. Your health," He didn't want to drag it out, but what choice did he have? He didn't want to push her past some unknown breaking point, but perhaps that was what he was going to do.
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