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Smile growing, she nodded. Yes, they are. I think they should be here soon. There was no way to know for sure exactly when, but it had been just about long enough, and well, she didn't think she had much room left in there. She shrugged a little at his next question. I'm not sure, she answered, not at all offended by his curiosity. More than one most likely, but that's about all I can guess. She hoped not too many; that would mean a long, difficult birth, and she would prefer to not have to go through that. Although, her preference mattered little in this case, unfortunately. 

It was her turn to look concerned when he mentioned that he had been looking for her. In her experience, most usually sought out a medic because something was ailing them. Oh? Are you feeling okay? Speedy asked, worry twisting her expression.