Liz gives a final push, and her efforts combined with that of her child get it to slide free of her.  Sobbing in relief as the pain and pressure are gone, she holds her arms out for her child, only to see it whisked away to the other room.  She glances at Cayn, her eyes asking the question her mouth can't yet.  Then she hears his warning and winces, worried about what she might just have unleashed on this world.<br/><br/>Laying there, shaking, she has no choice but to let him clean her.  Finally finding her voice, she asks "Was...was it a boy or a girl?"  If she can't hold her child, at least she can pretend to be a normal mother by finding out that detail.