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I can, Lily remarked, her tone cheeky. She gave a chuckle in concurrence with Aliac, reaching out her muzzle to nose gently at her sister-in-law's shoulder. You'll be okay, love, she murmured. I've no idea what I'm doing, but everyone has been such a great help. We'll be here for you, too. For anything you need.

She felt suddenly weary, tiredness pulling at her eyelids. I can't promise you sleep, though, she added, trying—and failing—to stifle a gaping yawn. These little fiends are really good at keeping you up. . .trust me.

In comical juxtaposition to this statement, Ziggy and Cam had fallen asleep together, heads pressed close, one dark, one pale. She gave them a fond stare before glancing back up at the women, eyes warm but narrow with exhaustion and contentment. 'Course, they sleep just fine, she giggled softly. When they're not trying to kill each other.