Raylin listened to her as she explained what she meant by that. Nodding his head as she spoke. "My race holds the attributes of either gender. Meaning females can also conceive babies but how that is done I'm not sure. A female can also carry the baby just like any other female." He paused. "However a male like me can conceive a baby or carry it. If we are carrying a baby our bodies react and produce milk just as if I was a female. This is why even though my father decided I would be male he let mother raise me as a daughter." Looking at her. "The reason the Rova has to decide the gender is he contains the stronger mana. The mana is what helps the babies gender form. We are a magic based race. Rarely will one of my kind be born without some sort of magic." He looked sickly. Leaning against the back of the bed. "My mother was female based on appearance and everything. When a gender is chosen the appearance of someone like me determines the difficulty or easiness of a male having the ability to carry a baby or a female conceiving a baby." He rubbed his forehead when he got another dizzy spell. "Our race carries attributes of both races. Our physical appearance does not always dictate whether or not we are the conceiver or the carrier of babies."<br/><br/>He hoped that she was understanding. "I just feel dizzy." He said softly. "I think its a magic overload effect. A symptom of pregnancy for my race is magical overload. Which results in bursts of magic escaping or rippling of the magic down the form of the pregnant person. The magic a representation of the magic they can use. In my case fire and healing. Thus the energy rippling off me in waves is red and white." He said softly. His hand rubbing it a bit. "Thank you for telling me about all that you did. Do you have any questions for me about my race?" He asked softly.<br/><br/>He listened as she spoke. Nodding a bit as it didn't change that he was afraid to do it. He wanted to be intimate with Azrial but was afraid to. Listening to her. "Oh. That makes a lot of sense." She said softly. "Thank you." He mumbled. Nodding his head. "Having both symptoms from dragon race pregnancy and my race's pregnancies...its overwhelming at times." He smiled a bit. "its worth it though. Seeing Azrial smiling like he does. Even though when he and others rub my belly where the baby is makes me feel shy it also makes me happy." He said softly. He blushed a bit. "It was an honor to do it. To help my friend. To help a dragon. Helping dragons and caring for them is the basis of this cities society." He giggled a bit. "Baby wants them. Baby gets quite upset when I don't eat them. Least I think the baby is upset. Get all kinds of scribbly images and feelings when I don't give the baby what it wants." He said. "Its confusing but exciting."<br/><br/>He looked at her. "I can't read Draconic." he said softly. Listening to her as she explained more. He felt sad when he heard how things had been. He rubbed his tummy. His eyes lighting up as he thought he felt some movement when he did. Though he couldn't be sure. Watching her leave sitting next to him and missing the warmth. That was something he had come to enjoy...the warmth of a dragon next to him. Baby seemed to like it too. Especially when he laid next to Azrial with his tummy pressed into the dragon's side. He listened to the letter and his eyes sparkled. Azrial thought of his best friend. Of the guy he thought of as a brother. That meant a lot to him. He blushed as he heard the words. Listening with awe and wonder. He listened and looked at her. "You have an egg? Is it inside you?" He asked curiously. Excited to hear she had an egg. That was exciting. He was happy for her. "Congratulations Jen." He said in delight. He listened as she spoke again. "Yes. I see now. Thank you jen. thank you so much." He smile happily.<br/><br/>Nodding his head as he didn't see Azrial becoming like that. He was happy to know that he was so important to Azrial. "I hope Ricardo likes Caylen. He deserves some happiness." He said. Looking thoughtful. "My best friend has it hard. The Drakken and The Dragon in him rarely agree on anything. Let alone finding interest in someone. He has never really taken a mate. He wants someone who will accept him, both sides of him, and care for him still. I hope Caylen can be that person." He looked at her. "Ricardo helped me bring Azrial to the castle. He didn't want to and I believe its because Azrial was a dragon and the Drakken isn't fond of other dragons. Yet he did it anyways because he is my best friend and I asked him to. Now Azrial and Ricardo have a good odd sort of friendship. They had a bumpy start but now they are good allies." He said. "Which makes me happy that my friend and the guy I love greatly are getting along."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Ricardo watched Caylen turn bright red and then looked at Azrial. Growling at him for what he said. Making a face as he hadn't liked that Azrial bluntly pointed it out. This was due to he was not one to openly express his feelings. He nodded his head. Watching Azrial walk away then looked to Caylen. Smiling again as soon as he had. Walking with Caylen and pointing things out. He watched as Caylen ran over to a group of dragon tongue flowers. Raylin had planted them here. He never understood why he planted flowers in a training grounds but accepted it that Raylin loved flowers. He smiled as he saw Caylen smiling and kneeling down. He smelled them. "They smell good but you smell better." He said softly. He liked Caylen. He liked how he smiled. He liked his scent. The Drakken and The Dragon in agreement that Caylen was attractive and that they wanted him. Yet part of him feared rejection.<br/><br/>He chuckled when he saw Caylen messing with his pants. Taking a flower and slipped it into Caylen's hair and behind his ear. "There...it looks real good right there." The royal blue flower contrasted the young mans hair perfectly. He chuckled a bit more. "I know. Annoying as they are it is not the culture of the people here to walk around naked. Inside your room it is perfectly alright to be naked." He took ahold of Caylen's free hand. Guiding him through the halls. Pointing out different locations. "That is the music room. All sorts of instruments are in there." each time he spoke he made sure Caylen could see his lips.<br/><br/>Taking him through the halls he stopped outside his room. It was painted differently because he painted it. The door had draconic and drakkenic symbology all over it. "Would you like to see my den? See my hoard?" he asked curiously. He hoped so because he wanted strangely to give Caylen a piece of his hoard. One of his most valuable treasures. Knowing by doing so would be a sign of interest that if Caylen took it showed a return of interest.</span>