Moonspear I can laugh at your jokes, convince you to take me home

Again, she saw his head shake.

Were all this children to be born lifeless?!

No, they couldn't. Not everything that had happened to get them here.

But there was no one to blame but her! She had made these bundles inside of her. It was her who had made them this way. I— Nasamik croaked, struggling to release these words.... I— .... have failed ... There was no other explanation but this!

And in her moment of solitary pity, a third lump fell to the earth. Moving, full of life, heaving with breath. But this time was different for Nasamik. She did not even bother to lift her head. No pleaful gaze to be passed to her watchful husband. The answer would be the same as it had been. However many times this would reoccur, she would not be forced to hear it.