He didn't try to break through the barrier, or even examine it, figuring it was a natural thing a goddess would do to protect her unborn. He did smile, and sent a thought, all love and warmth, like a dragon curling around its eggs and purring, before withdrawing and grinning at Ama. "And if I don't risk my life, then I watch everything I have gained but never earned vanish. And I will NEVER accept that. I was born a caster, and became a killer, Ama. That stain is something I have lived with for so long that I have no desire or wish to live without it.<br/><br/>Like your brother had no wish to forget what he had become after Inari vanished. He hated it, had no desire to go back, but the emotions that led to it were pure. A desire to protect his beloved little sister. That was why he cast himself into the darkness Ama. In his own words. It was only later, after he had become so corrupted he lost what he wanted with his beloved sister, and it became what it did."<br/><br/>He sighed, before kissing her cheek again, one hand stroking her belly. "Anyhoo, there is something I wanted to ask you, though I am... uneasy about the answer, because I am afraid of what you might ask because of it, but I will ask anyway.<br/><br/>Your mother. Does it.. bother, upset, anger you that I and her are intimate?"