Sun Mote Copse hyacinth

Honey cleared her throat and shook her head lightly, Yes, yes, I'm sorry. She scolded herself silently and made a note to speak up next time, but for now there were larger things at hand, I was...well since you're pregnant and all, I thought you'd know about the rules here. I just had a couple of questions about the...the sacrifices.
Honey couldn't even look Giana in the face as she said it, for she couldn't imagine the toll such a topic would take on the expectant mother. It was taking one hell of a ride on Honey's emotions, and she was only in the first stages. How...why? What happens once we give birth? Innocent enough, and yet Honey still questioned her choice of words. Anxiety ridden and stricken with a sudden wave of nausea, Honey tried her best to keep eye contact with the Sister.