Gina smiled and nodded.
"Yes, they're Cloudwing clan. My new mate Trent's babies."
"Gina, you're amazing," Rory said sincerely.
She reached out and gently poked one of the tiny newborns in the incubator. It was unbelievably soft, warm and fragile, wriggling faintly beneath her fingertip.
Seeing how much Rory liked them, Gina teased with a grin, "You have mates now too. Have you thought about when you'll have babies?"
Rory hadn't really considered it.
When she bonded with Jasper, he had taken precautions.
Smiling, she replied, "No rush. My Rank is still low. I'll wait until I advance a few more levels before thinking about children."
Ability users had long lifespans. She didn't want babies so early.
She had already discussed this with Vincent and the others. None of them had objected.
Yuel, in particular, had seemed almost relieved at the idea of postponing children.
