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Your children... Osprey winced at the mention of this. It was a reminder that the living beings that were developing inside her womb were - in fact - going to be sentient creatures with emotional needs, feelings, intellect even. It was easier to think about them as things, blobs of flesh and fur - it helped to lessen the guilt she felt for letting this happen, therefore for a brief moment she hated Lasher for saying those words. The anger flashed momentarily in her eyes, but she quickly turned her gaze away from him. He had done nothing wrong, he hadn't said anything that wasn't true.

"Do you... see... any way that this can turn out well?" she asked her voice quiet and calm, yet she was not inquiring, what he thought about it. She was stating a fact that she knew already. There wasn't a way. Not here, not now. "If not... then why bother... why prolong the suffering?"