They appear to have settled on Levva being the stupidest Lev. 

Better than it could be although the him who is Spiderman doesn't look like he's a fan. He cuddles Lev some more. 

With the important issue of who is the stupidest Lev settled, the Levs have collectively decided to talk about Barrayar Lev's future tech and its applications to their various worlds. (Levva, it appears, also has future tech, although he keeps insisting he doesn't know how it works because he's really dumb immediately before launching into an explanation.)

Is there some way to arrange himself such that he is cuddling both his Lev and Levva. How about he does that. 

He's taking notes on uterine replicators no matter how little he wants to be thinking about this. 

He recognizes that face.

He tries to figure out if there's an easy way to ask "are you okay?" and then eventually settles for sending him a sympathetic look.

Sympathetic looks are nice but he's not sure he wants to talk about this in front of, what, six other people. 

He glances at Noonlight, then at the door. 

Yeah, that works. He gets up and leaves the room; Lev can follow him or not. 

He does.

"You okay?"

"Uterine replicators would help a lot of things but I'm not fond of pregnancy as a topic." 

"That's your Mandatory Sasha Tragic Backstory?"

"It's part of it, anyway." 

"I can offer to talk about it, or I can give you a hug, or I can make sure you have a paper with everything we know about uterine replicators to take home to your home world so you don't actually have to be there for the conversation."

"......I've thrown myself down a staircase twice. You can offer to talk about it if you want to or not if you don't given that. A hug would be nice and a paper would be better." 

"Of course I do, if it would help."

"...so in my world there are heat intensifiers. Technically you're supposed to use them when you're trying to have a kid but they're over the counter, people totally do use them recreationally, it's a thing. And I had really shitty taste in friends in college and I was part of this omega separatist activist group, where I started dating a guy named Malcolm, and —" his voice breaks — 

Hug. "I'm so sorry."

Hugs are good. "So. Things that have been historically known to give me panic attacks on fragile days include the smell of heat, arguments about abortion, judgement of people's reproductive choices, assertions that no alpha can ever really love you like another omega can, Planned Parenthood, or the feeling of taking a pill. — I got myself sterilized, I don't have to be scared of it anymore, I just —" 

It is good to be able to hug a Sasha when he's sad. He feels sick to his stomach knowing how much Lily doesn't want kids, and Noonlight was forced to have them.

"You just were traumatized and a lot of conversations remind you of that."

"Yeah. That." 

"I'll give you what we find out about uterine replicators and tell Levva to chill about the beauty of pregnancy."

"Thank you." He adjusts Lev's hand so it isn't too close to his stomach. 

He makes a note of that.

Lev can keep holding Noonlight until he wants to do something else.

"We should probably get a food and check on the others."