[Poppy]

Ceral followed after Ivy quietly, frowning when she shifted back and sat down. "Ivy," he started, rubbing his hands together nervously as he took a seat next to her, the sight of the gate not too far off from where they were. He wondered if the humans were watching him. He wondered if he'd just completely fucked his chances with Ivy because he was too nervous to mate, and had acted like a total jealous asshole back at the nest. "If you wanna mate with someone else, you can... I don't want to stop you. I can't stop you." He tipped his head and glanced away, not wanting to make eye contact because of sheer humiliation. "Mating just makes me anxious." He didn't know what to expect, and he'd never done it before. He could see her expression, and he wasn't sure if she was just putting up a facade or if she was just tired.

"I know I'm not experienced or anything, if I was maybe I wouldn't be making such a big deal out of this?" Ceral's face tinged red and he sighed. "I'm not worried about you taking me." Ceral licked his lips. He was more nervous about her leaving him. "Sorry I'm not the best carrier," he finished lowly.