Dora had no idea if she could actually do this thing. The not drinking was going to be very hard. Harder than she wanted to admit to Alicia, though she knew Nora was already working on a solution. Could she be a mother? She didn't know. But she was sure as hell going to try. It would probably be smarter to terminate, what with it being a surprise and the timing and everythinv. But she just couldn't do it. Couldn't even properly consider it.
Dora listened with a serious, pensive look on her face and nodded in agreement. She was paranoid enough already. She didn't need much to get it going, if anything.
"I just don't want to hurt it," she murmured. It was still so hard to believe, that she was pregnant. "I've never been... I don't even know a lot about it." This the reason she'd bought a book the other day. "Especially with all my problems." Granted she had a lot of them under control, to an extent anyway, but still.
"I'm not going to compromise her ethics, am I?" She asked carefully, concerned. The last thing she needed to do was mess up Persy's life too.
She curled up thoughtfully in her chair. This was a bit of what she needed, a chance to talk with someone who knew what was going on. "I still... would like you to be my healer too," she said slowly. "But she is going to have to see my file, so I'd appreciate if you could help with that. I know it's easy to read between the lines in some of it, at least, and I'd rather have her have someone with her. The later stuff, it's not as bad, really."
Well. Subjectively, perhaps. She had nearly died twice in the ring. But that had been on her terms. She rubbed a hand over her head. "I need to know what I can and can't take during this," she said after a moment. "I'm pretty sure the anxiety potions are out, and I don't know how well I can cope with that." A hard admission to make. She'd had to go on them after her last incident, again, because her way of coping before had been training and competition.