When Gale returned, Broin looked up. He had been thinking about what Snow had said about his being a good father. It made him happy to know that there were people out there that thought this. Broin had always been worried about his ability to be a father and whether or not he would be a good one. However, his worries subsided a little with this new sensation. After Gale hung up her cloak, she went to him, smiling as Broin opened his arms to her. He rested them about her waist, gently kissing her belly before resting his head against it. Gale ran her finger through Broin's hair, smiling down at him softly. "Something on your mind, my love?" She asked, listening as he muttered in response.
"No. Not really. I am happy that you and other people think I'll be a good dad, that's all," He said,
