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Silas Blackwood
"You'll be the death of me, I swear." He retorted playfully. Shaking his head with theatrics. "Which is exactly why you should relax." He smiled in response. Only when she went to sit down, did Silas join her. Pulling up a chair. "That's good, I'm sure it'll be a sellout." He enthused, till waving his hand - "I finished off that table for the neighbours, but apart from that a few chairs are halfway done. Thrilling as it sounds." Chuckled Silas, yet when she appeared fatigued there was no doubt worry appeared in expression. "Is the baby kicking again?" He questioned, adoringly leaning upon his loosely curled fist before reaching out and placing his hand upon the bump. Gently caressing the small centre of life with the face of an overjoyed father. "Not my fault it went from a backrub to a baby." Silas grinned, before bringing his forefinger and thumb close together - only a centimeter apart. "Maybe just a little." Nevertheless he appeared to adore the unborn child. Even going as far as to put his ear on her stomach. "I can't wait to meet our little man or girl." Blackwood beamed, sitting upright. "I swear, I've never been more excited. They'll probably get their mothers good looks." He happily sighed. "Which reminds me, hows Aspero? Has he been round lately? After all, he'll be a halfsibling soon enough."
"You'll be the death of me, I swear." He retorted playfully. Shaking his head with theatrics. "Which is exactly why you should relax." He smiled in response. Only when she went to sit down, did Silas join her. Pulling up a chair. "That's good, I'm sure it'll be a sellout." He enthused, till waving his hand - "I finished off that table for the neighbours, but apart from that a few chairs are halfway done. Thrilling as it sounds." Chuckled Silas, yet when she appeared fatigued there was no doubt worry appeared in expression. "Is the baby kicking again?" He questioned, adoringly leaning upon his loosely curled fist before reaching out and placing his hand upon the bump. Gently caressing the small centre of life with the face of an overjoyed father. "Not my fault it went from a backrub to a baby." Silas grinned, before bringing his forefinger and thumb close together - only a centimeter apart. "Maybe just a little." Nevertheless he appeared to adore the unborn child. Even going as far as to put his ear on her stomach. "I can't wait to meet our little man or girl." Blackwood beamed, sitting upright. "I swear, I've never been more excited. They'll probably get their mothers good looks." He happily sighed. "Which reminds me, hows Aspero? Has he been round lately? After all, he'll be a halfsibling soon enough."
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