[He's quiet for a long moment, mulling over the sentiment. Well, all of that, really. The idea of raising a child with Hythlodaeus, the...thought that he would want that. Had wanted that, but it was merely one more thing robbed from them both. It makes his chest tighten, twist with that painful pressure he's become all too familiar with.

And that he would potentially wish to pursue this with him still...As if such a fantasy could truly happen in this world. As if he didn't plan to leave the first change he gets.

As if...Hythlodaeus would be alive once they left this world together...]

Such dreams were stolen from us, long, long ago. I do not think this world appropriate to pursue such dreams. Little can we do so once we leave, either. I fear our time...our chance to indulge in such a partnership has faded away with the home we lost.