She nodded taking her plate of food and eating it in silence for a moment pausing to a drink of her water she looked over at him, "Do you even know of children still being born? What I mean is do you think it is even possible for a woman to get pregnant?" she looked into the fire again, "With all the poisons in the air it would seem next to impossible, but you figure we must have some kind of hope that it could be so. That's the main drive of any species..." looking back up at him, "To mate and reproduce. To ensure that your genetic material carries on into the next generation. If we can not have children then we are fighting a losing battle, just waiting for the day when the very last of us just rolls over and dies." she was not really bitter about the whole thing, though she had always wanted to have children some day. Give the time and her past experiences she figured that she was probably sterile and this hope of hers had left her; though she still hoped that some where out there is was possible for a woman to have a child. Looking across the fire at him her eyes seemed to take him in differently for a moment, studying his face again and thinking once again that he was rather handsome and appealing to her.