She would have been lying if she said she hadn't been hoping for a better answer. Anything else than do nothing but wait and she stared helplessly at him as a tear fell down her cheek. The gravity of their situation paired with Mr. Scamander's situation left her well and truly speechless. Knowing now that it would take 6 months for anything to ever happen between them...it left her feeling unsettled. Wanting, wishing for there to have been less time.

And now, knowing that there was a son that needed a mother. Something else rose inside her and Tilda scowled - not at him, though her attention was still toward him. How could a mother have left her child behind like that? Even every single dragon they'd had to separate from their children fought tooth and nail (some nearly to the death) to be with their children; some nights Tilda was left in tears because they had no choice. And here was a baby that needed a mother and she was nowhere to be found, and willingly so.

Despite this rage that had settled into her heart, she still couldn't find the words to speak. She wanted to believe he would still want her after this was all over, but that was certainly no guarantee, and she bit her lip. "What do you want?" She asked in a small voice, suddenly avoiding his gaze, because she knew what she wanted the answer to be. Me.

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