Patience had been holding her breath, and holding on to Chas, while she listened to Theodore, and awaited her twin's reply. A bit guiltily, she found herself hoping fervently that Chas would choose to keep it, but it was not a choice she could make for her sister. It was yet another decision in which she could only offer her steadfast support, regardless of which path her twin chose.
But she was not going to have to mourn the child as well as everything else, and she let out a breath. She gave Chas's hand a squeeze, and offered her a smile. "I'll help you," she said. The idea of raising a child with her sister was not a bad one, at all; she had wondered, in moments of nostalgia and grief, what life would be like for them if they had been left to care for Aldous together. It would be different, of course, because they had a pregnancy and a birth to get through first, but she would be at her twin's side for all of it.