Jessica shuddered.  "Painful?  You would tear me apart.  You can't do that.  And the child would be...half-human.  Don't you want a child that is fully of your kind?  Please, if that is what you intend, just cut my throat.  The end will be the same, and it would be a more merciful death."  She looked around the forest, as if hoping against hope that some kind of help would arrive.  "Of course, my sister would probably try and accomodate you...she would do anything for a man, she is like that."