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She supposed that she and everyone else who had been closely watching the way the Matrona’s belly swelled had made it rather obvious. “I could be called upon at any moment.” She stated with a soft shrug. Perhaps it made it more worrisome, but for Aquene it was simply a matter of being prepared.
 
She offered a softened gaze, a hint of heat rising to her cheeks as he called her out for something that was meant to soothe him. “I am merely making sure I have everything I need here so I do not need to run back and forth between the tablinum and Matrona’s den when her time does come. A little more work now will save me much stress later.” She hoped that at least would soothe him a little more. She worried about his worry about her, and how it might plague him while he was off doing soldierly things so she tried to do her best to erase them when they were together.
 
She smiled when he agreed. “I need a beaver’s tail… or some kind of food that is fatty.” She explained what she imagined was odd to any untrained mind. “It will help with the Matrona’s milk production if she eats it after she gives birth.” She explained further understanding that requesting a creature’s tail might sound odd without the medical knowledge to back it up.