[Her hands do make their way there, despite Konoha's intent to listen and not act. Another betrayal of her upbringing among humans, and not her own kind, that she associated such movement with pregnancy and children when her own womb wasn't there at all. Still, her fingers curl anxiously in her kimono beneath the bear hide she wears belted about her "waist", gaze falling to the grass in front of her.
She listens, she does, even though it's more things from "the future" (or "the past"?) that she didn't understand. Herbs at least she could believe, sort of, since she knew there were some out there that could make a woman sick enough she'd lose a baby, but-
But.
Even if she did as Angela asked and didn't feel bad for her situation, the choices she made because of a life of battle... It was still sad. Still hadn't occurred to her, for some reason, that she could be separated from a child she bore. Maybe it was because she simply felt so strongly that she would never allow such a thing to happen, or because it seemed that she would either be able to leave soon or be stuck here forever, not having easily imagined a middle ground...
But she hadn't thought about it like that, and it leaves her momentarily dumbstruck. Reassurances about her relative youth, that the Lunar Scientia was researching why their bodies had become this way...]
Oh. ... I didn't think about that.
[She struggles to give a proper response. Angela deserved more than that, but- It's all she can manage right now.]
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She listens, she does, even though it's more things from "the future" (or "the past"?) that she didn't understand. Herbs at least she could believe, sort of, since she knew there were some out there that could make a woman sick enough she'd lose a baby, but-
But.
Even if she did as Angela asked and didn't feel bad for her situation, the choices she made because of a life of battle... It was still sad. Still hadn't occurred to her, for some reason, that she could be separated from a child she bore. Maybe it was because she simply felt so strongly that she would never allow such a thing to happen, or because it seemed that she would either be able to leave soon or be stuck here forever, not having easily imagined a middle ground...
But she hadn't thought about it like that, and it leaves her momentarily dumbstruck. Reassurances about her relative youth, that the Lunar Scientia was researching why their bodies had become this way...]
Oh. ... I didn't think about that.
[She struggles to give a proper response. Angela deserved more than that, but- It's all she can manage right now.]