A tiny smile appeared at the edges of Theodore's mouth, very briefly before he composed himself again. He would have done whatever she required of him, regardless of what choice she made. He had been relieved to have pregnant patients and new mothers to visit, after seeing so much death and destruction, but his personal feelings on the matter were not relevant, at all. In truth, the smile had been more because they had reached the decision that seemed best for the both of them, and were in agreement. "So," he said. "Now you need a healer, one that you're willing to visit regularly," the tiny smile was back, but disappeared again, "Who will check in with you as the pregnancy progresses and keep both you and the child healthy. I am available, though you are more than welcome to choose your healer as you see fit."