Izzy exchanged a look with Sookie and then smiled at her namesake, but there was a sadness about it.
She understood why the girl asked and she'd be lying if she wasn't worried herself. Carrying triplets (there were days where she wondered just how she'd gotten herself in a situation where she would have seven children under four. Be careful what you wished for, she supposed) was high risk even with good medical care. In a place like this it could be a death sentence for the four of them.
She tried not to think about that and keep up a positive attitude when others could see. Showing her own fears would just make everyone else worry more than she knew they already did.
"I'm all right sweetie," it was a lie since she really didn't feel 100% even accounting for the babies, but she wasn't going to tell her granddaughter anything else. "The babies are fine too, here." Izzy moved to sit down beside the girl and took her hand, and put it on her belly so she could feel the movement inside. "They're feeling feisty today."