“Probably won’t make any noise…” Jenna repeated to herself. She had honestly never heard of such a thing. Each and every one of her previous children had screamed at the top of their lungs. However, all she’s heard so far from this boy was gasps and maybe a high squeak at times.
Shaking her head, she got up to prepare some of the formula. For now, she was completely silent, for she had nothing useful that she could offer Sephiroth or anyone else. Hell, all her knowledge from her youth indicated that the newborn should be killed. However, she knew that wasn’t an option.
After the formula was ready, she moved over to feed her son. Given that Sephiroth was content to remain near the bed, she would lean in close to him as she fed the boy.