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Ky sobered a bit, his hand tracing Nym's belly. "I wish we could have too, but I'd glad I met you and we'll figure something out. Maybe our babies will be ugly," he snorted "and they'll let us keep them." Unlikely. Ky couldn't picture any child of Nym's being anything other than perfect. He knew logically that Nym wasn't perfect, that he had flaws just like everyone else, but Ky was so high on love that he could barely notice them, let along care. All he could see was Nym's kindness and the way he'd fought for Ky and Ivan's kits when they weren't even his and his adorable way of talking. Ky still didn't know what a bowling ball was, but he loved the way Nym would flush or get frustrated whenever he used a human term that the others didn't know.

He quickly changed the topic. It was a nice night and he wanted it to stay nice. What else had Nym said. Oh yeah. Ky snorted, practically nuzzling into Nym, rubbing his face against one of Nym's horns. He loved those things. "You don't need to be a 'proper' dragon. You are a dragon, so whatever you do, that's how a dragon behaves. It's not like there's a rule book or anything." He began to play with Nyms hair, letting his fingers circle the base of his horns. "All dragons are different anyway. Ivan's pretty much a vegetarian, 'cept for fish of course and Ceral seems like he only eats meat. Ivy's fangs have freaking poison in them and Lago's built like a tank. You have feathers, while Ivy's wings are more insect like or a bat or something. Besides I like the way you are. You're cute," he kissed one of Nym's horns and then the other "and intelligent." He kissed Nym's neck. "And compassionate..."