Raylin sat in the dining area conversing with Ricardo. Seeing how things were going with him. Telling him how things were going on his side. He told him about the events the night before. How exciting it was. How Azrial offically asked him to be his girlfriend, boyfriend, however you wanted to think about it. His eyes sparkling as he told about these things with excitement and delight. Smiling so much and noticed that Ricardo in his own way was happy fro him. He watched as Azrial came back with a plate of food. His stomach growling loudly when he saw all that food. "Yummy!" He said. He loved fish and he loved ham. It also had the blue flowers so he was happy about that too.<br/><br/>He looked at Azrial as he read the letter to him. He couldn't understand anything on the page even though he had been peeking at it. It was all confusing gibberish to him. Really he knew it was Draconic but knowing that didn't help him understand or read it. Tilting his head to the side. His cheeks flushed at the compliments from Jen. "I enjoyed spending time with her as well." He said softly. Help understanding this pregnancy thing would be awesome as well. He was smiling happily by the end of it. He looked at him and nodded his head. "Yes. I would love for her to come visit us." He said with a big happy grin. "Let her know she can." He said with sparkling eyes. He blushed as the baby was rubbed. Feeling a bit of movement in response. The warmth on his tummy growing hotter for a moment.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Ricardo was sharpening his blades in the corner. His claws on his finger being used to do so. He was minding his own business even though he heard the entire letter. He still wasn't sure how he felt about Raylin being pregnant but it was none of his business anymore. He would still fiercely protect Raylin from anything and anyone. Even though he acknowledged he had lost to Azrial. It had been a close fight. He was minding his own business now, sharpening blades, and lost in thought when Azrial spoke to him. Blinking a bit to focus on Azrial. "My preference in mates?" He echoed. "I do not know. My drakken and my dragon do not always agree on things. It is hard to find someone accepting that the two types of beasts reside within me. A demonic dragon and a true dragon."<br/><br/>He closed his eyes. "However, if such a person did exist...I would want someone compassionate and understanding. Loving and loyal. Someone kind and caring about others. Strength doesn't matter because I would protect them even if they didn't need it." He paused for a moment. "Someone who is accepting...it is a high order but those are the only things my Drakken and my Dragon agree upon as far as a mate." He opened his eyes and looked at Azrial. "I do not have a gender preference at all. They could be a tranny for all I care. I just want someone to love and be loved in return by." He nodded his head. "As I can see growing between you and my best friend." He said and went back to sharpening blades and claws against each other. "As I said...if such a person existed." He then fell silent. He wasn't a big talker really.</span>