Cable was at her side a moment later, gently arranging her back into a comfortable position.
"Careful, babe. You're going to be okay, and the babies are fine."
Love and warmth and worry and comfort flowed along the mental link between them, as well as the sleeping minds of their children as he showed them to her in his mind's eye; two babies, wrinkled and healthy, in their monitoring crib.
"You've been out for awhile, and I've healed most of the birth surgery effects, but your body have been through a strain. Don't push it."