Felih hums. "I see... well. I'll work on new clothes for now, then. I can make them rather quickly, and- ah... I'll call Vehr'to. He'll know what to fetch, and... we'll need cushions, pillows, blankets- all in the linens closet. And a quilt too, to be safe. There will be much to prepare for them..."

He's cuddling up to his mate, nuzzling into his chest. "I can handle it, love. You wait here for them, and I'll get to work. I don't want them feeling abandoned, alright?" he says it firmly, giving his lover a pleading look.