#gwynsand

Gwyn: Do you think Az likes me?

Rhys: Likes you as a friend or likes you as in this is going to be the longest conversation of my life?

Gwyn: How’s it having your own kids?

Feyre: Horrible. I never knew something could cry so much. It never stops.

Gwyn: Oh well, the kid will grow out of it eventually, right?

Feyre: Oh no, the kid’s great. He hardly ever cries.

Gwyn: But I thought—

Rhys, sobbing while holding Nyx: FEYRE, I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.

Gwyn: Didn’t you die?

Rhys: That was weeks ago, dude. Things change.