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She hummed softly at the wishes, though she knew the woman was right. They had no control over it. Aquene was not sure if she would like a large litter. She had seen the hell that had passed through the Matrona’s body with the delivery of four children and did not wish to join her in such pursuits. “It’s hard to not let my brain wander there… perhaps because it is my first litter?” She speculated, more for herself than the other woman, but in the open for the other woman to read off her lips.
 
The sleepiness was contagious, yawning after she did. She nodded at the question. “I don’t mind… though I’m not responsible for any snark that will come from my husband should he return to find the two of us passed out.” Surely he knew better than to judge the pregnant ladies on their sleep, right? Aquene did not even think he would return that day, but she held out hope because she missed him. “I could do with a nap myself.” She added with another yawn as she laid her head down. Yes, it sounded quite peaceful.