Redsand Canyon something bad about to happen

happy to do whatever works for you two <3 if diesel can't make it we can think of something, NBD!!

for a moment qiao was silent.

she drank in all of aquene's words, and then pulled deep from her memories.

of every woman she had ever known to be pregnant.

of every midwife stint

of every bawling baby

and then pulled from something deeper. darker, even.

a pair of olive eyes so very much like her own -- bright not with life, but suffering.

quickly, qiao pushed that memory back down into the deeps. perhaps it did not take. she suggested, having yet no reason to distrust either aquene or diesel. it was unfortunate, truly, to be raped -- but if there was any blessing at all in qiao's eyes, it was the fortune to not carry the seed of your assailant within you.