Mina’s brows rose a bit. She wouldn’t dispute or disparage their ways, but she could understand how he might have appreciated someone who saw him as a person and not a thing to be used. She was actually quite surprised that they were both so willing to have him pursue another. As a Demon Lord, there were few others who could provide the strong offspring they so desired. She was brought out of her thoughts by the warm water hitting her cheek. With a giggle, she wiped it away. “I wouldn’t dream of purposely hurting him.” Mina was careful with her words. She had no delusions about her own inexperience with relationships, not that they were exclusive—or at least she didn’t think so . . . yet. New though it was for Syn, it was also new to Mina as well. There was some commonality between them, not being as expressive or open with others. Her own emotions were well concealed most of the time. It would be actual work for her to let him in when she had worked almost her entire life to keep others out. Even Oliver to a certain extent.<br/><br/>“But, no pressure.” She smirked. There wasn’t usually. Mina was quite collected, but it did worry her that things could go awry between them. At the foundation of . . . whatever it was they were starting . . . there was friendship. If things did sour between them, she doubted that the platonic fondness between them would withstand the fallout. She was beginning to think she had a lot to lose.<br/><br/>She reached over, patting the pudgy little wolf on the head. He began to paw at his fur, trying to wipe away the moisture she left on him. She still had to think of a name for him . . . With how large his paws were, despite the roundness of his belly and his small form now, she could tell that he was going to be big—possibly bigger than Sasha. “I’m going to need a whole other house for you one day, Titan.” She muttered, leaning over the edge with a smile hanging on her lips.<br/><br/>“So, has no one really ever considered that Syn might make a good . . . mate, is it?” Their terms for a life partner were different. Not unheard of, but different from what she would use in the mortal realm. “You’re both fond of him, it seems. Of course, I’m not asking you to get any ideas.” She closed her eyes, folding her arms across her chest. “I<i>do</i>plan on making him mine, so I expect you both to keep your tits in and your vaginas shut.” She teased, earning another splash from them both. With a laugh, she smoothed her hair back, her blue eyes sharper with it not framing her face. "Seriously, though. You two, or anyone else, has never thought to pursue him?"