Nathan laughs. "Of course it is. Your opinion on names about where it was last time?"
"Not really. Aedyt-or-Payl, then?" says Nathan, patting his mate's belly. "We should tell Kerron tomorrow noonish."
[You conjured an old-fashioned deep-sea diving bell and I need to come see the new species of shark you've just discovered?] Kerron replies, who has inherited his father's habit of wild guesses in response to prompts like this.
[Yep! You are the first to know - well, third - blab it all over town or keep it a surprise, whichever makes you happy.]
[Come by Safesun after Rosalie slices and dices you, the local vibrant hybrid community'll throw the kid a party.]
[Aedyt, since you're not using that one, if it's a girl, Payl for a boy,] supplies Nathan.
[Good, munchkin was my adorable childhood nickname. But you better not have too many or you'll run out of cute words that end in -kin and have to call somebody "gherkin" or something.]
[Are you unable to envision your mum affectionately addressing a small child as "gherkin"?] asks Nathan.
He continues going about his life. People can notice his pregnancy all by themselves. He'll worry about getting an appointment with Rosalie when Nathan says it's time to.