"Isn't that terrifying? It could do anything to us; take people we love, take our children, rip the oxygen from the atmosphere. It's sent aliens after us, we've had all this shit from every angle. I am terrified, Izz..." she pleaded, still trying to keep her voice down. "It could rip my baby right from my own belly..."
Her hands were trembling so she gripped them on her knees until she could get her head to stop thinking. She was getting carried away, felt trapped and alone in this house. She missed Nigel's smile and Hannibal's warmth. They had never shown that to the world, except her. "You know what's it's like, to be apart from Tom. Don't tell me you wouldn't be scared."