With one caveat; the girls would all get her family's traditional silent 'P' at the beginning.With one caveat; the girls would all get her family's traditional silent 'P' at the beginning. You know, according to my records, the card over her tank read "Nyssa" when I was making her. I shrugged. I will never understand her fully, and maybe that's for the best. The boy was named Richard, and the girl P'Raine. P'nyssa was asleep, the two children as well, when I walked into her room. As it turned out, she had agreed with Kris that she would birth the children in daylight, so she went to the Arc, where it was still day out, instead of Cutter's where it was still dark when she went into labor. I shook my head. Silly. She stirred and her eyes opened. "Hi," she said, weakly. "Hi yourself. How y' feeling?" She grimaced. "Dunno. You know all those awful expression for how painful birth is?" I nodded. "They don't come anywhere close to describing it. On the other hand," she added, "none of the expression describing how wonderful it is come close, either." She lay her head back down on the bed and closed her eyes. "Tired?" I asked. "Not really. I don't feel like getting out of bed, but I've gotten at least ten hours, maybe more, since the birth." "Then stay. |