Maeve's eyes widened at his words, her hand instinctively moving to her abdomen. She had barely begun to process the life growing inside her, much less the implications it carried. Her mind raced as she tried to comprehend what Xion's presence meant. He wasn't here out of some sudden change of heart, wasn't here to offer forgiveness or even help. He was here because of the child.
Xion's eyes flickered with irritation as Maeve continued to stare at him, her thoughts churning behind her frightened gaze. She could see the anger simmering beneath the surface, the tight clench of his jaw, the way his fingers twitched ever so slightly as if resisting the urge to pull the trigger once more.
