Droozun: *nods his head* *”Let him worry for moment longer.”* *hops down off the bed to stretch and yawn*
Sephiroth: We have sex, you get pregnant, you give birth to a brat. Rinse, repeat. *scowls* We have a good number of them now, so maybe it’s time to slow down, or stop getting pregnant. *frowns* Did it not make sense?
Kalysto: *calls out again* Desiree…?