Thomas would definitely be the first to know. He paused, and leaned back and away from Justine. He looked intently at her face. He'd felt something, another life force stirring inside of her.
He blinked and scrubbed a hand over his face. He felt like shit. he was tired, his bones ached from the constant cold, and the concrete floor. He mind felt dark and cramped after being locked in such a small space for what felt like a really long time, but there was no mistaking what he'd felt.
He'd never felt anything like it before. And yet, he knew instinctively what it was. "You...you're...Did you know?" His eyes flickered to her midsection then back again.