It nuzzles back, forgetting about its summoner. He grabs the liver and eats it.
He sends it to someone closest to him. He reaches out to touch it when his aeon grabbed his wrist.
He sighs then began to move towards Chaos' room. He tilts his head.
He leans over and whispers. "I know. He's here." "That felt good."
"And on your side, you enjoy to torture him as much as you want."
It puts its summoner down. He hugs her back ackwardly. "Papa, explain." He growls contently.
"What is that for?" He purrs. She widens her eyes in surprise. She falls asleep once more.
She smiles proudly. "What was that aeon called?" "If I didn't, you wouldn't like it."
She nuzzles him. "Avery is our son, alright." He mentally frowns. "That's great."
She smiles warmly. "He has your hair, Chaos." He stirred awake then rubs his eye. "Blossom, why isn't your aeon with you?"
She adjusts his blanket. "Hello, my son." He hugs his aeon's neck tightly. It stops and turns to face Blossom.
"Thank you very much." She bowed slightly with her son in her arms. She laughs. Ifrit picks up its summoner and moves somewhere more quiet.
"I'll let you know, ok?" She pets Bahamut chick's head. She gave one last push and could hear crying then smiles before falls asleep tiredly.
"Papa, do you know why?" "I don't think I can do this, dear."
She picks her up with her tentacles. "What's with the whisper? Is everything alright?"
She uses her tentacle to pat her sister's head. He rolls to the other side while his aeon opens an eye.
She tilts her head. She squeezes back harder then stops and take some breaths.
"What are we going to do now?" She clutches the sheets tightly as she puts effort.
"Y-yes." "Ready to get up?"
He falls asleep. She winces in pain. "Chaos."
