10-01-2017, 05:56 AM
Crim looked away quickly, unsure of what to say. Was it too early to know for sure? It was getting late for him to still have duds, and he didn’t seem to be in the kind of pain that a miscarriage or eggbinding would bring. All signs were pointing towards living eggs. Her heart immediately dropped to her stomach. “Those are… Well, they’re… Common symptoms. Of…. you know.” She stuttered over her words, unsure of how to break it to him. She couldn’t bring herself to look at him, too ashamed at being the cause of this mess. Even though she knew heat instincts weren’t necessarily her fault, she still felt the weight of guilt over what had happened.