Redhawk Caldera well, if this is fate then we'll find a way to cheat

He listened as she continued to explain herself, appearing to be working through the logistics even as the words left her mouth. It sounded bizarre, but in a way, it made sense. Knowing Raven, a pseudo-pregnancy -- as ridiculous as it sounded -- was much more likely than the possibility that she had gotten herself knocked up. She was just too responsible.

She suddenly clammed up, not finishing her sentence, and Elwood blinked, then understood what she meant. She was close to two years of age, which meant that she was nearing adulthood in more ways than one. Rather than comment, since her quick upward glance betrayed her embarrassment, he simply nodded and adopted a businesslike tone. "Okay, so do you know anything else about this condition? Is there anything you can do or take to make the symptoms go away, or at least become less obvious?" he asked.