Luag studied Nate, his brow furrowing slightly in worry. Closing the photo album, he put it aside before turning to face Nate more head on.
"It wouldnae be like if Trina did it," Luag admitted softly as he reached out to trace his fingers over Nate's cheek. "She's family... The child would be all o' ours... It wouldnae be the same with Pansy. She is offerin' this as a favor." He chuckled softly. "Contract an' all with whatever terms we agree on, ye ken?" He couldn't help the soft smile quirked his lips. "The child would be ours..." He chuckled again as he shook his head. "Or yers if we go by blood... That would be the safest way ta do it."