[SierraHigh]

Baird's face turned red and he huffed, squirming his way out of the other's arms and landing onto his feet on the ground. He gasped sharply and steadied himself, trying to balance his weight on his weak legs; Baird looked up to the griffin and frowned. "I did that because it was cold up there," he said, "not for any approval of breeding." Baird wasn't so sure he could trust the guy. Sure, he was saving him from this, but did he really expect Baird to be able to carry anything to term? Not to mention Baird had never heard of any pregnancy such as the one the griffin seemed to be explaining. "How long is... is this whole thing?" Because as it stood, Baird didn't seem to have a choice less he wanted to opt out for death. "I expect to be let go once it's all over, no tricks."