She couldn't help but frown at this realization. She hadn't realized that Lorna might have gone through more tortures than she had, and she didn't have a rapid healing factor. She felt slightly guilty at being with child, when the woman across from her could not. "Lorna, this place is strange. In all rights I should not be able to be with child. Yet I am. Perhaps if you went to the healer... If you want to, maybe they can do something for you."
This place held so much... There was no other word for it besides Magic. All the different groups of people they crammed together, living in harmony. "If there is nothing that can be done... After mine is born, then I will carry one for you. The homo-sapiens do it for one another." She had read in one of those books how there were surrogate mothers. It was definitely something she would do for Lorna, if she wanted children.