Jenna: Oh, for all the gods’ sakes. *shakes her head then plants herself in his lap before she leans in to plant a kiss on his lips* Settle down. You’ve been overworked, exhausted, distracted, and anxious about things. You don’t even remember the sex. And I think once you get over this thought, the fact that I’m pregnant will hit you.
Desiree: Thank you, Zulmire. Thank you. *she follows his lead, not bothering to say anything else to Mahret. However, Lezprah has listened in, so he has moved to follow Desiree*