He held Edge close, but not too close. He wanted to feel the warmth of his human, but didn't want to break him again. His eyes glowed dimly as they met Edge's, but the gold in them had faded and lost its true shine. They sought to out Edge and willed him to sleep. In sleep, Edge was safe...ignorant to Path's plans, protected from the plottings of the surface world. Love....had long since fallen apart so many times that it had re-pieced itself into a distorted, cankerous desire to preserve and protect whatever was left and Path wouldn't let himself fall apart again. Face it, he was...absolutely nothing without his human, weak only because he depended on Edge for strength. Edge...Edge had stopped being his mate for a long time now...Relin was a survivor and survivors were always alone.

 He let his mate go, but akways listened out for the sound of the chute. No, Edge wouldnt leave now and Path wouldn't let him, smiling up at his human as he returned. His eyes locked onto his every move, never leaving until he was sure Edge had fallen completely asleep. Safe. Wonderfully safe, he stood to leave, the faintest yawn making him turn around.

 Sleipnir had indeed woken up the moment he caught Daddy's scent and felt his warmth. Giggling when Daddy's hair tickled him, not minding in the least that he was being used as a pillow. He was about to squeal indelight and call Daddy to wake up sand pay attentionbto him when Father came around and shushed him, "You see, Daddy is tired, dont wake him okay? Be good and after, Daddy will play with you alot understand? Go back to sleep..." Father's voice felt very strange to little Sleipnir and staring up into his golden etes made him very sleepy. He yawned a half hearted reply, feeling his eyes close. Dimly, he heard a doir shutvand the metalkuc sound of someone climbing up a metal pipe, but Sleipnir couldn't know that.