There is much to be done. I must remember him, I must find him, I must destroy him and then cover it with such delicacy so that my daughter can never be injured in his name again. This is just the beginning though. Perhaps this man does not know it but he has began something that will not be ended so easily. Perhaps Ehiyeh does not know it either but for now, she does not need to. Instead, for now, she must recover and find solace in some small part of this world - her home, her birthplace, beneath the watchfulness of her family. I will send Elohim to her and Erebos too; I will call upon Eloah if I must, pulling at the strings of Taviora more. Soon, she will realize that I am prepared to move the very earth to ensure her comfort. She is the last of Achlys in this world and for that, she will remain as guarded as any invaluable thing ought to be.

It is only when she speaks again, such a small voice, that I am able to pull myself away from the avalanche of thoughts. For a moment, I can see the flicker of fear in her eyes once more as I move to meet them and then, to meet the sight of her abdomen. She is an intelligent thing and for a split moment, I resent it. Perhaps it would be best for her to be unawre of such a thing, to hope that such conception fails and provides her with little more than a fleeting sensation of strangeness. Yet, she will feel it if it begins - the slow growth, the hunger, the agitation, all those things mothers for eons have felt. I despise those sensations, this biology. Yet, I must remain without emotion - after all, this particular emotion is not mine to feel.

"They do not have to be his," I state simply, fleetingly recalling Renai's desire for her own children to remain just that - only hers. "You may take those pieces and make them your own. We can share those pieces if you so desire it." There is a lingering intention that follows with my silence, a slight nod of my muzzle and a flicker in my eyes - if she does not desire it, we can make it so too. Desire or lack thereof, I am prepared to do as I must to support that decision. For now though, I allow her to control these moments, this place, the two of us. If she wishes for me to stay here with her until she is ready, I shall, and if she wishes to be taken to her den, or another, then I shall do so. For Ehiyeh, I am prepared to give pieces of myself that no other deserves. She is my daughter, the last piece of something that I have lost and, above all else, something I will protect even beyond my death.