Skye's eyebrows knit together in concern as Jace stumbled slightly - she knew that the pregnancy was being hard on her. She smiled, however, as she drank the blue tea, her eyes lifting to meet Skye's, showing how truly tired and exhausted she really was. She felt for her friend, and hoped that the tea helped.
"You are," she agreed - Skye herself did not have genes that would allow a large litter such as Jace's. Her largest litter, she suspected, would be the only one she had had so far - that is, except for the one she was carrying inside of her, at that moment. "And soon, so will I be..."
It was, perhaps, not the most elegant way to put it, but it was matter of fact - she saw how tired and exhausted Jace was, and at least wanted her to know that she was not alone, as well as telling her that she was, in fact, pregnant. She had to have told someone - and now that the words were lifted from her tongue, she felt a bit lighter yet.
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