Brennan nodded, appreciating the comforting words even if she didn’t believe them one hundred percent. Anthropologically speaking people survived, they found ways to adapt and move on but an apocalypse? It was pretty damn hard to deny what was going on now despite the logic it went against. Brennan was about to respond when she noticed Angela move her arm around her stomach, her frown deepened instantly. “Are you sick?”
Although that frown lifted ever so slightly at what she said next, “Angela! You know we’re not like that.” Brennan protested, another issue that was clogging up her mind, admittedly that was right at the back now because of what was going on but it was still there.