That was bad. It was the sixteenth today, Ari recalled, wincing at the mathematics, at the near month it had already been. He didn’t know when precisely hers had been due, but it really ought to have arrived by now. “Well,” he countered, in a forced turn to optimism, “unless it usually arrives like clockwork, there’s still a chance it’ll come.”
There were, Ari knew, ways to induce the menses - forcibly - ways that were tacitly used to disrupt a pregnancy in its early stages. But none of the methods people used were without fault or without peril. Certainly not medically recommended. He worked in Potion and Plant Poisoning, for Merlin’s sake, he’d seen women all but poison themselves in the process.
So he did not plan to bring this up, if he did not have to. “Have you had any other symptoms; anything out of the ordinary?” He tried, surveying her and slowly counting off the possibilities. “Any pain - cramping? Soreness anywhere? Tiredness? What about nausea?” It may be a little early for the latter; but Ari supposed if it had not already, it would begin to become apparent sooner rather than later.
There were, Ari knew, ways to induce the menses - forcibly - ways that were tacitly used to disrupt a pregnancy in its early stages. But none of the methods people used were without fault or without peril. Certainly not medically recommended. He worked in Potion and Plant Poisoning, for Merlin’s sake, he’d seen women all but poison themselves in the process.
So he did not plan to bring this up, if he did not have to. “Have you had any other symptoms; anything out of the ordinary?” He tried, surveying her and slowly counting off the possibilities. “Any pain - cramping? Soreness anywhere? Tiredness? What about nausea?” It may be a little early for the latter; but Ari supposed if it had not already, it would begin to become apparent sooner rather than later.
