"That sounds an awful lot like fate, Geralt." She smiled at him, though, because it was nice to hear something sentimental just then. Saints, what would she be like in a few months' time?
Nina took comfort in the warmth of his hand; she covered it with one of her own.
"I'm not used to slipping up like this. I don't make mistakes. Not this kind." She was still coming to terms with it, too. And she had the benefit of having talked to Greta and Inej already, because she needed to get her head straight before telling Geralt. A smile quirked her mouth and she looked at him.
"Will you still think I'm pretty when I have too much belly to see my toes? And when I'm a bear about everything one minute and crying the next?" She lifted her eyebrows at Geralt, trying to look serious. She'd met and tended plenty of pregnant women and girls, but she had no idea what the process would look like for her.
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Date: 2018-07-08 04:26 am (UTC)Nina took comfort in the warmth of his hand; she covered it with one of her own.
"I'm not used to slipping up like this. I don't make mistakes. Not this kind." She was still coming to terms with it, too. And she had the benefit of having talked to Greta and Inej already, because she needed to get her head straight before telling Geralt. A smile quirked her mouth and she looked at him.
"Will you still think I'm pretty when I have too much belly to see my toes? And when I'm a bear about everything one minute and crying the next?" She lifted her eyebrows at Geralt, trying to look serious. She'd met and tended plenty of pregnant women and girls, but she had no idea what the process would look like for her.