The words hang there for a moment, suspended in the air like a blade waiting to fall. And then I saw the shock rippling through each of them, almost coordinated.
"Sybill is pregnant. It was Sith Mountain who informed us, "I added.
I glanced at Sybill, who met my gaze with a calm that I knew she was holding back her whirlwind of emotions. She had always been strong, and steady. But I could feel her tension beside me.
Talon was the first to break the silence, his voice tinged with a rare moment of vulnerability. "You're… pregnant?" he asks as if needing confirmation despite what I just said.
Sybill nods, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yes, Talon. I am."
Niko's eyes darted between the two of us, his shock slowly giving way to something else of concern or calculation. "Is Sybill, okay? He asks quietly.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!