{{ hee, s'okay, I was wondering! ^_^ }}
Elisabeth found herself more cat-like in his presence as she was always purring, hungry for his touch and yet still holding a sense of independence to avoiding being clingy. She should have known better, that Gabriel was here to stay for as long as this city would allow and that no news would make him run.
Nodding with a new wave of confidence, Elisabeth whispered, "How would you feel about...children? Because...you're to be a father." She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and held it between her teeth, eyes locked on his own. Those eyes which were both feral and domestic, human and animal, wild and tame. Elisabeth had always been a sucker for eyes and his were nothing short of enchanting. She wondered what would a child of theirs look like? Be like? Would it be a mutant or a werepup, or perhaps a little of both? Or would there be the off chance that its genes would be part of that generation that was skipped...and it would be 100% human?