"You're welcome." She sighs. "I'm probably going to need to have either an actual pregnancy or a story about a tragic miscarriage soon."
"You can probably talk to Edarial about that? Maybe there's a funky spellbinder solution to get pregnant."
"I'm not aware of one, although it probably wouldn't be too hard to chart one up homebrew. I do also have misgivings about having a child in this... atmosphere, though."
Zevros shrugs. "Yeah, I am not the right twin to talk to about this. Um, if you have a kid take care of it and keep it away from the crazies?"
"I don't doubt that I could manage single parenthood - so to speak - if obliged to do it. My mother did. But I don't think the environment of despair would do it any favors."
"Gonna have to agree with that one. Sorry, I swear he's not normally so - despairy. And miserable."
"The question is how long it will take him to return to that less-despairy state."
Another shrug. "Unfortunately he doesn't come with timestamps. 'Will be ready for child-rearing in two years.'"
"In general. Right now I mostly just want him to go back to how he usually is."
"The particular aspect of myself I had in mind is my ability to - consciously steer myself. Decide what it would make sense and be consistent with my self to want and do, and then go more or less directly there."
"Hey, I'm still holding out hope he ends the fix it all crusade, throws regency to you, and then we run off into the sunset and he saves kittens from trees while I spend my days with handsome, handsome men."
"I'd take it, but he knows more than me about how the regency would go over."