You've Gotta Understand

Chimera had been furious when Viper's selfish jealousy rose. She had attacked another again because she was too stupid to use her words. He had been livid and had honestly considered just ripping her to shreds and being done with it. Something had stopped him though. He genuinely cared about the little moron. That was why he decided to seek her out the following evening. He had needed time to decompress and he believed that she did as well.

The woman was so round in pregnancy that she couldn't go far and the scent of her pregnancy was so strong that Chimera had no problem in finding her. The brute towered over her as he came to a stop, the evening light behind him to cast his face in shadow. "Viper," he greeted her. "We need to talk." He would wait to see what kind of mood she was in before he starting speaking. If she wasn't willing to meet him halfway here... then all of this was pointless.

"Speech"