Where there is ruin, there is hope for treasure

He had turned around for one second. His little jaunt with Pyralis hadn't taken too long, having returned with ample time to help Modesty with the birth of their pups. Yet, here he was now, looking around with a nearly frantic expression on his face. Where the hell did that woman run off to? More like waddle, but still, she'd disappeared. Limping as best he could down the beach, Gilgamesh finally picked up her scent. Nose twitching with the twinge of Modesty's hormones, he attempted to pick up his pace as best as he could. Thankfully Pyralis had been able to help him splint the broken ankle so he could at least walk, but running was out of the question.

Reaching the cavern and slowly walking in as the first pup was born, he couldn't help but smile. Sure, Modesty was furious with him. He would take the beating later about the stupidity of his little adventure down south with Pyr, but for now, he was going to celebrate the birth of their pups. Keeping a small distance while he listened to her struggle and successfully birth five pups who surprisingly looked a lot like him, save for two of them, he waited a moment to look them over. If there had been something more he could have done to help, he would have. He knew Modesty knew that. She had him wrapped around her delicate fingers.

Inching forward, Gil moved around toward the backside of Modesty before plopping down and scooting forward to curl up next to her. Moving his chin to rest on her shoulder as gently as he could, he glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "I know you're furious with me, but we made those. I'm so proud of you," his deep voice is a whisper as he looked over at the squirming bundle piled up in front of her stomach. Watching them for a few moments, he let out a content sigh. "I love you, Modesty," he wanted so badly to reach forward and touch them but knew better than to do that. He might actually lose a leg if he were that stupid. "What are we naming them?" Gil asked curiously, eyes once more turning to glance over at her.

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