"Glad to help. I'll be here a week, do let me know if there's anything else."

"I will."

She introduces herself to Rabka, expresses sympathy over whatever went wrong with the manumission.

"Owner before last put in a do not manumit 'cause I ran into a magic when he tried to take my baby."

"I thought you could only put those in for a history of serious - I guess they'd count that. Ugh. How's the baby doing?"

"She's a wereteapot now. But otherwise great! Her piercing's even mostly healed now."

"Do you worry about having a child again?"

"I'm not a very worrying person? ...hhhhhaven't bled in a while though."

"...okay.

If you told Malare that you didn't want to because you didn't want a kid right now, how would he react, do you suppose?"

"I think it might be too late for that, now that I'm thinking about it - how long ago was the feast of Omath -"

"...threeish months?"

"Well. Then maybe he would say 'but Rabka, that is not how being pregnant works'."

"Do you need anything?"

"Nah, I'm good."

"Okay."

(She takes it up with Amait.) 

"He's being an idiot."

"Yeah. But they've got a way to pay for it, and they're both happy."

"If she stopped being happy she still wouldn't turn him down."

"I think I would notice that."

Nod. "Do you want a hug -"

"Yes." Hug.

"I know you're doing your best."

Nod.

"...and I'm gonna resist the urge to add any qualifiers to that statement."

"Even if I didn't mean to let them go eventually because I'm not that evil, I think I'd do it just because it's so unpleasant to have people who are my responsibility who I'm not doing right by."

"'s kinda encouraging."