Léan huffed, not seeming to understand her logic. "Fine..." He stared off into the distance, feeling very uncomfortable.

Glory sighed and let go of his hand.

"I had hoped that you'd be a bit more willing to try, since they're your children..." she murmured. Her neutral mood was dropping, and she had half a mind to go inside and curl up on her bed.

Léan's toes twitched with irritation. "I'm still not comfortable with the idea. That doesn't mean I'm not going to try."

"Then why aren't you?" Glory asked. She sighed. She hadn't meant to snap, but she was tired of being the only one of them who cared about anything relating to their children. "It's just... every time I think you might be getting a bit closer to actually helping me, you close up and pull away again."

Léan flinched, his eyes narrowed. "I'm not doing anything wrong," he muttered, pointedly. "I'm simply nervous. And I don't care for children. You can't possibly just expect me to be happy right away. I will need time..."

"And I've been trying to help you," Glory pointed out. "But we're running out of time. We only have a few more weeks..."

Léan sighed. "I said I'll try...I'm just not that eager about it. Not yet, anyway..." He lowered his head, pretty sure there was nothing else he could say.

"This is why you and I should never argue," Glory murmured. "We both just end up mad at each other, and I hate it when that happens." It took her a moment to get her feet under her, but she managed to stand up. "I want to find somewhere quiet to cuddle, but I don't want to go too far from the house, just in case."

Léan nodded, slowly. "We could stay inside, if you'd like. Viktor is on the couch, yes? We won't disturb him."

"Let's go into my room, then," Glory said. "We can cuddle on my bed." Maybe a bit of relaxing would help improve her mood a bit.

Léan nodded, slowly. "All right, then..." He slowly hopped off of the rock, embarrassed for no reason seeing as he felt so exposed.

Glory gathered up his clothes and handed them to him.

"Here," she said.

Léan scurried to slip his clothing back on. Once he was no longer exposed he relaxed, and graciously helped her get down from the rocks.

Glory held onto his hand tightly as she slipped a bit on the rocks, but managed to get down without actually falling and relaxed once she was back on the sand. The slip had scared her a bit, and she tried to shake it off.

"Let's go inside," she said.

Léan nodded and led the way inside, making sure they silently passed the dozing man on the couch to get to her room. He settled down easily on the bed and helped her lower herself down.

"Thanks," Glory murmured as she settled down next to him. She let out a little sigh of relief when she laid down on her side. She hadn't realized how much stress was being put on her back, and it felt good to get the weight off of it, even for a little while.

Léan seemed very open to cuddling despite their recent argument. He seemed tired, as well...he hadn't had a good time at those parenting classes.

Glory snuggled closer to him, both asking for and offering comfort. She could tell he was tired, and she didn't blame him. She could probably do with another nap herself.

Léan did the same, accepting and offering comfort. He didn't seem to care that Viktor was just a few rooms over. He was still able to relax.

Glory slowly relaxed in his arms. She never liked arguing with him, and she was glad it was over-with. She could still feel the energetic movements of the twins, and briefly wondered it they would end up keeping her awake before mentally waving it off. She'd been able to sleep fine up till now, after all.

Léan seemed to be drifting off already...he was so tired that just the feeling of the pillow, the blanket, and her warmth against him was enough to make him start falling asleep.

Glory could tell he was falling asleep, although she stayed awake a little while longer. It didn't take long for her to drift off to sleep herself, though.

Léan drifted in and out of sleep. His rest was riddled with nightmares, something he was quite upset about...seeing as he kept waking up at random intervals throughout his sleeping.

Glory woke up once or twice herself. She wasn't sure what kept interrupting her nap, but she noticed that Léan was awake, too.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly. "Can't sleep?"

"Nightmare," Léan replied, shortly. He hated having nightmares, especially when he really just wanted to rest for a while. "It keeps waking me up..."