Pulling the sweater over her belly and stretching the waistband of the maternity jeans over her hips, Liz sighs.  She's already as big as she had been last time and its taking its toll on her.  Already she feels tired, short of breath, and that's only after getting dressed.  It's becoming pretty clear that until these children are born, she's not going to be too active.  Still, she can at least be clean.  Adjusting her clothes slightly, she steps up to the mirror to make sure her face is clean.  It is, but her hair is slightly mussed, requiring a bit of clean-up.<br/><br/>Running her hands through her hair, her fingers come across two hard bumps just above her temples.  She leans in and pulls the hair away from one of the sites to reveal a half-inch by half-inch nub sticking up from her scalp.  It's hard and clearly attached, leaving little question as to what it could be.  Groaning, she mutters "Really?  Horns?" before adjusting her hair to cover them.<br/><br/>Checking herself once more, she opens the door and heads back out to her brother.  She sits down on the bed and looks up at him standing there.  With a caring smile on her face, she asks "How are you doing, Brian?  Holding up ok?  You look serious...."