Oh, oh, it was happening now in a way it hadn’t been before, and he could see Elsie’s exertion, even as she nearly broke his fingers off in squeezing his hand. That said, Tybalt was fervently glad to be in the position he was and not where Elsie’s poor, poor cousin was stuck now for the duration. This was – some family gathering, he thought faintly.
He was feeling a little woozy in the head, watching this. Elsie had to be in horrendous pain, but she was bearing it well, and neither of them seemed to think this was unusual distress, so all Tyb could do was trust them in this, and try not to pass out. Now probably wasn’t the time for a fit of dramatics.
So he had feigned calmness again and echoed Sebastian’s sentiments here and there for a while, but upon another glance downwards he lost his next attempt at gentle reassurance in favour of gaping in unhelpful alarm: “– Oh shit, is that its head? That’s – definitely a head!” Merlin. Jesus Christ. Bloody hell. That – really was a baby coming out of her. He didn’t know what else he’d expected, but.... well, that had to be good news for everyone, didn’t it? Babies usually had heads.
He was feeling a little woozy in the head, watching this. Elsie had to be in horrendous pain, but she was bearing it well, and neither of them seemed to think this was unusual distress, so all Tyb could do was trust them in this, and try not to pass out. Now probably wasn’t the time for a fit of dramatics.
So he had feigned calmness again and echoed Sebastian’s sentiments here and there for a while, but upon another glance downwards he lost his next attempt at gentle reassurance in favour of gaping in unhelpful alarm: “– Oh shit, is that its head? That’s – definitely a head!” Merlin. Jesus Christ. Bloody hell. That – really was a baby coming out of her. He didn’t know what else he’d expected, but.... well, that had to be good news for everyone, didn’t it? Babies usually had heads.
