"Here, I got you some food and plenty of fluids." Laila said, helping her sit up, sliding a bed tray across her lap before setting out takeout containers of nutritious food, then handing her a spoon to eat.
Viola thanked the she-wolf, someone she never would have expected to look out for her, before a thought suddenly ran through her mind, and she asked, "Am I still pregnant?" She looked at Gilbert, her fingers gripping the spoon tightly as her eyes remained unblinking, her breath catching in her lungs for a moment.
"You still are, but I'm afraid you've been in enough dangerous situations lately that you could still lose it." He told her, watching her nod before she bowed her head and began to eat silently.
