Sin was honestly not sure what to think of anything at all. After all there had been a few disappointments over their lives, eventually he just accepted that it wasn’t something that wasn’t going to happen for them. It didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy their time together though. Winter or not. Really Sinclair felt Moladion was far safer than the lands beyond, or at the very least, he knew what more to expect in his homelands than the wildlands past the tundra. Still he had no idea on what, after all their years together and out there, could elicit such a panicky sound from his partner.

She took a deep breath, her bright eyes going to his own and then she started talking before stopping as if needing to ponder more what needed to be said. His head tilted further as her brows furrowed before she continued, but really he was only more confused than when she started. ”I mean we are getting older.” He said tilting his head slightly at her words. Joints aching, lots of dreams, nothing seemed weird right? He never really knew what it was all about in terms of feelings, cravings for anything like that. His mother never really was around when he was old enough to get the real birds and bees talk. No one really ever told or taught him about that so here were the results of that nativity

Of course when she asked if she was fat, he was a smart man partner. Yeah, no he wasn’t falling into that pit of utter destruction, he knew Cersei was a little… sensitive, about her appearance he would say. ”Of course not love, you are as beautiful as the day I met you!” He dodged smoothly not really realizing that she was leading him into something else. Of course she wouldn’t look very much larger to him, it was winter, she was fluffy, they both were, honestly out of the two of them he was probably the one that gained some actual weight, but thankfully she didn’t call him out on it. That was just the nature of getting older he supposed. Maybe she was gaining weight, but to him she was still beautiful.