"I not rest." Okay, even she can tell that this is ridiculous. "Wait. Liron rest. Esdras rest. When the two wake-up, I rest."

"Yes, that is right! Always have someone ready. Is there other baby?", she asks, before taking a few steps towards the changing room.

Auria nods and follows. "Son. Sleeping."

Clarissa nods back. After opening the door to the changing room, she finds a measuring tape placed inside of a closet under the changing table. She very slowly and clearly moves to start using it to take the measurements of the baby in Auria's hands. "For baby clothes", she says.

Smile. Of course. Auria cooperates with the process.

Clarissa gets the measurements of Auria's daughter, ensuring she'll have properly fitted diapers and baby clothes. It's incredibly important the heart and breathing sensor is properly positioned in the baby clothes. "Can I measure your sleeping son, too?"

Auria nods. "Measure sleeping son. Please."

Clarissa walks with the measuring tape, very gently getting the measurements of Auria's son, before using her phone to order baby clothes and diapers. They'll probably get there within 30 minutes or so. "Maybe try walking?", Clarissa suggests, starting to take Auria on a route along the floor's corridors.

Auria is pays attention to all of this, even the purchases if Clarissa allows. Auria nods, trying again to rock the baby while walking, also singing a lullaby. It is pretty trivial for her to multitask doing this.

Auria can see the things that Clarissa is buying on her phone! Not much else, though. Clarissa looks over Auria; she wants to see if she's slowing down or otherwise showing signs of being tired, because she has a really strong desire to let her get some rest. She has worked with new moms previously, and knows how tired they can get even given all the support thomassia can muster for them.

Auria is the kind of exhausted one gets when becomes a mother and is arrested by a stupid church that thinks her daughter and husband are corrupted by evil.

By the same token, she is also unwilling to rest just in case someone decides to take away one of her newborns.

Clarissa is forgiven for not being able to get that much detail by just looking.

Auria is clearly on edge. Clarissa chooses to just let her be that way; she will eventually realize that she doesn't need to be so on edge, just as she gets used to being here. "I think your baby is beautiful. She will live a fantastic life here." After perhaps an hour of walking, the delivery robot appears. It brings several sets of magnetically-closed onesies for Clarissa's two babies, together with 2 huge packs of disposable diapers for the two babies. Clarissa takes them and places them into the changing room.

Auria smiles. "They are the most beautiful things," she says in her own language, by the gods motherhood turned her into a softie.

Auria takes a moment inspecting the delivery. Not only the things delivery, but the robot, how Clarissa reacts to it, how she retrieves the things, etc. The onesies are absolutely adorable and the magnets very clever.

The robot is basically just a box on wheels, rolling around. It has a small dot-matrix display constantly trying to create charming, cute facial expressions, this time having a facial expression that evokes the image of a cat. Clarissa doesn't seem to acknowledge it much, and simply bends over (at the waist) and grabs all the contents of the box of the robot, carrying them all into the changing room and placing the two packages of diapers on top of the very large changing table.

Auria pets the little robot as it goes away.

It finds its way back down, Clarissa opening the elevator doors to let it use them to continue doing its delivery work. "Maybe find where to sleep, in advance? And sit on bed, with baby?"

That sounds like a trap to get her to sleep.

Yawn.

Well, okay, she can find a place. The boys need sleep, and she still wants to stay awake until one of them wakes up. So... somewhere she can chat with Clarissa?

Clarissa notices Auria wanting to talk to her. She feels like it'd be most appropriate to talk in one of the dorms, so she opens one of them and lets Auria enter. "Yes, please talk."

Auria takes her sit. Her feet needed the rest. Her arms need it more, but she is ignoring that for the moment.

"You many babies?"

"We have many babies here. Most places don't have many babies. So for everywhere, we have one baby for each adult. We can give everyone tons of help for their babies here. So many people get babies here."

"My... not here. My place, not do that. People just wait for... help then babies."

She fails to understand Auria. "Wait for help how?" she asks, hoping that Auria can explain things better. It sounded somewhat worrisome, to her ears.

"People work, then when they enough work, they can," she waves, which is hard without free hands, "have people work help them. Or wait family help."

She nods at Auria. "Caring for children is work. You can have other people also caring, there to help. You don't need to work also and care for children." She has a realization. "Actually! Having children is also work. Do you want more?" Auria looked like she loved her children so much - if she can have more, and with all the care thomassia has to offer, that would be a fantastic thing.

Auria smiles and nods. She thought that she would want to have a ton out of spite, but... she finds herself being purely motivated out of love. "Many more. When they grow up more."