Swiftcurrent Creek Ten years of this, I'm not sure if anybody understands

Oh... oh wow. Reverie could only stop and stare with wide eyes for a moment. She was distantly grateful for the welcome she received, but at first her full attention was dedicated to only one thing:
Pregnancy
was
horrific.
The woman's dark sides were so swollen it looked painful. Her aura was dimmed; she practically radiated exhaustion. Reverie's heart ached for her. I - hello, Her greeting was soft and full of tenderness, but muffled by the herbs. She stepped closer to drop them near her. I brought - herbs! These will help with - feeding your children. She indicated one type. And this will help with um, anxiety. Then the other.
Concern surged into her expression and forced out her next words: Do you have a midwife? Probably not. Arric had said there were no healers here. But she didn't want to assume, either.