Kryner thought that was awful and hugged her around the middle, "I'm sorry to hear that, my brother was never that mean. He just resides out in Portage doing whatever he's up to. Runs a good business, pours asphalt and concrete." He told her gently stroking her hair and nustling his nose into her neck. The way she made the boy out seemed to be a power hungry little monster that needed a good shotgun blast kick to the ass.<br/><br/>Her depiction of the land down south sounded really invigorating to go and see. The warm temperature this time of year was baffling for him to wrap his head around as he was very acclimated to the idea of 5 months winter, 7 months everything else. When she described the economics Kryner nodded, "Sounds like Portage, very little middle class like us, lots of poor families that don't make ends meet... it makes me sad and really blessed I have you and I can keep you happy... and maybe even... a little one or two." He said rubbing her belly as he kissed her lips softly. His whiskers that he didn't shave in a couple of weeks rubbed against her cheek.