Alma hadn't really expected better. She knew her body, she knew it hadn't worked. Giving a curt little nod she didn't speak at first, wet her lips and sighed. "Then we will. I aint leavin' this world without puttin' up one hell of a fight, Carlos." Especially not with that baby back at her Dad's, she had to be strong for him.
She managed a smile an reached to shake his hand. "Looks like w'got ourselves a project t'work on t'gether, Doc."