Grimacing at the thought, she nonetheless nods in resignation.  But then the last thing he says sparks her interest.  "What do you mean it's resent it?  How would it even know?"<br/><br/>She waddles up to him, her attention now diverted by this strange thought.  And was it her imagination or had he been implying that the child would be the one doing the damaging?  Sitting down on the bed as well, she looks at him, awaiting an answer.