As the laughter faded, Hana's gaze drifted to the pristine wooden cot framework she had replicated for the center's recovery room. A sudden realization hit her.
She hadn't thought of a name for the baby yet.
The thought had crossed her mind in brief, fleeting moments over the past month, but a definitive name had never surfaced.
She had no intention of just picking something common from a random list. This child carried the weight of a new civilization and the blood of an apex lineage; the name could only be the absolute best.
"I'm done with my inspection," Hana announced, cutting through her own thoughts as she shifted her weight on the chair, feeling a familiar, ravenous pull from her stomach. "Let's go back to the den now. I'm getting hungry."
