Amani raised her palms in mock-surrender to Starlin's sass. Maybe she couldn't blame him too much, given how harsh her initial reaction had been. Still, he barged in rather rudely to begin with,
"Why do you sound terrified of the concept of multiple babies?" He was literally cowering behind the door.
She blinked a few times, and sighed. It had been so long now it was almost easy forget than not everyone was aware of her troubled past. It was nice to put it behind her, but she never meant to deliberately hide it from people. At least, not anymore. When she and Starlin first met, it was very much a topic she avoided,
"Right…" The word was unexpectedly heavy with history, but Amani said no more, unless he pried further.
The mirialan pinched the space between her brow in a few long seconds of thought. She was starting to get bored these days, what with the lack of work she was qualified to do while pregnant,
"…And a pregnant Sith Lord isn't a problem for your little storyline?"