Hessianth may have just done it anyways if L'nik hadn't developed an almost half-minded iron grip on the strong willed brown. Hmmmm, perhaps... the idea that he'd have to share His with yet another had not truly sunk in yet. Shahera had been an exception - an extension of the most beautiful dragon on Pern. The baby would not be.

L'nik leaned in close with a neutral look on his face, as though to give Shahera a discerning once over at her sly words. "We'll see," he answered after a moment, returning that smile. "I won't force it - but I would like it. Whether it's both of us in here, both of us in yours. I'll take it." He reached out to squeeze her hand. "I want you for my weyrmate."

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