[While they would never know until the time whether or not it was a son or daughter, he fixed himself on what they both wanted. He, of course, would not be disappointed either way, and his focus was more on the strength and health than anything. Steve would love anything he was certain because his mate was far more giving and tolerant than he was.

He hummed at both the kiss and the words, letting them play pleasantly through his mind. His hum turned into a tune, low in his throat, husky and without any particular draw for anyone's attention.] Hmmm and you will survive well or I'll eat you. There is always time for more breeding.

[He hissed softly and glared down at Steve.] She will be born in water. If she sinks, you can rescue her.