"I don't think I'm probably explaining this very well. Or very completely. Or... Look... I know what it's like to have children who aren't what you wanted them to be, or to raise them in a setting that is far from ideal. I was one of those children. When I got older, I took care of more of those children. My mother was one of those children, her friends, our road-family, co-workers, my father-figures... many of them were those children once. I'm not expecting something perfect. I'm not expecting a fairy tale. The real essence of it is... I want a baby. I want to be a mom. What does it even matter why? There ultimately isn't any good reason. I'm making most of this up as I go, trying to justify it all, and I can tell it's not working. Maybe the reason is because I have a working uterus that wants to do its thing here. Everything else I'm saying here? Everything about Soren and whatever else? I know that won't happen. I'm just... People think stuff sometimes that's unrealistic and sounds like some Disney bullshit sometimes they like to explore that fantasy when they've got nothing else. You see?" Her voice is starting to sound just slightly... off. As if she's maybe a little bit choked up. "I got nothing else. So I'm talking shit at you just because I like how it sounds. Okay?"