"There are few times of day when Luc isn't running around!"
She laughs, and so do I, and it feels good. I haven't found myself having moments like this lately.

"Mab, truly, are you all right?"
Feel my smile freeze on my face, and almost crack. Manage to keep it fixed as I lean back in my chair and relax the muscles that her question have tensed. I'm totally prepared to wave aside her concerns. She's pregnant, and I want her to be happy, not worried about me. Isn't this protecting them?

"Not really. No," I shift in my chair, "I suppose things haven't been quite right in a while."