Once she'd managed to push herself away from the computer, Sonya carefully made her way to the closet. Being huge (to her atleast) was no reason to spend all day in pajamas and it helped her keep her mind off of Tsung (bastard): she settled on a pair of black maternity pants and a loose, sleeveless blouse that felt snug around her. On the way down stairs, she told Charles that any visitors are her guests and to lead them to the sitting room in the back-the one with the tv set.
Sonya herself curled up on the coach, sucking in and letting out deep breaths to calm down. The baby didn't feel as tense as he did before and Sonya didn't feel any unusual pains, so she tried to be optimistic, but she kept having visions of being alone in the delivery room, holding a baby and no one save the nurses to be there. The visions scared her only slightly more than her fear of dying helpless in a foreign realm.