Well, you see, this one time...

Her mate nodded, confirming her guess, then went on to tell a bit of his story at a time. A soft chuckle left her as he joked, though her eyes were reading his expression, taking note of any small tics or twitches. What was he nervous about, if the interaction was friendly? It was a mark of their love that her mind never made the jump from ‘I bumped into a woman’ to ‘I cheated on you with another woman’. That thought never even crossed her mind in the slightest. She may have had her trust shaken by him in the small things he had hidden, like learning healing, but it had never wavered since they had given themselves to one another after she and her family had returned from Atlantis Island the first time after the Challenge.

“Amalia’s my niece, Epiphron’s daughter. From the first litter, I think?” She offered thoughtfully, adding “And Athena Armada sounds familiar.” From where, exactly, she wasn’t sure. Her ears turned forward as he went on. What kind of problem would get him so nervous? At least he was talking to her about whatever it was. She didn’t want to be mad at him every other week. This was also a good time to broach the subject of something that was looming just around the corner, but she chose to hear him out first. “What’s the problem? Does Fiori need help?” Was Epiphron okay? Her heart hammered a bit at the thought of something happening to Pip or her nieces and nephews. But if something was wrong, Falk wouldn’t be smiling, even to cover his nerves.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think