As he spoke she felt more and more nervous. He was supposed to be the responsible one in their marriage, wasn't he? After all he was older. And she'd always been the flighty one. The more he spoke the more inadequate she felt that she didn't even hear what he said at the end. It felt like tears were building in her eyes and she blinked back the burning sensation. "Goddess," She found herself whispering, the full weight of what a baby meant sinking in on her, "How are we going to keep a child alive?" She hadn't meant to say the words out loud but there they were, she looked up at her husband her face full of panic, her eyes wide. She had expect he'd at least have some idea what to do and her sisters had made it seem so easy, but maybe Quin was right.... she might be able to manage a pet and plants but a squalling human being? She'd held her nieces but she'd never really had to do anything for them. She had just assumed her sisters and mother would help, but what would happen when it was just she and Quin and the babe at home? How would she keep this precious living thing safe?