Anastasia held the clay cup that Oz handed her. She took a sip from the tea and allowed the warmth from the tea to warm her and steady her nerves. She listened as Oz talked and continued to take sips from her tea as he talked. After Oz placed the tin of cookies on the table and told them to talk about the baby, Anastasia put her cup of tea onto the table and watched as Oz left the room.<br/><br/>Once she was sure that Oz was gone she prepared herself to talk to Ava. 'Ok Anastasia you can do this. The hard part is over he already knows and besides you know him. Well you can never really know anyone but you know him more than anyone else. Just stop thinking and start talking to him.' With her pep talk steeling her nerves, she straightened up in her chair and then looked straight into Ava's eyes.  "Ava, honey what happened to your hands? If you don't want to tell me then you don't have to. So let's get the hard question out of the way first, what do you want to name our son? We both know it's going to be a boy." she teased. She then picked her cup of tea back up and took a sip. 'I wonder what he is worried about I know that the baby will be sickly but he knows that too. So what is he worrying about?' she contemplated as she sipped her tea watching her mate for any clue to how he was feeling.