[It's a relief to hear the man’s breaths even out, to see the colour return to his face.
Randvi is just beginning to wonder whether she should pull her hand away when she feels something rolling slowly against her palm. It brings to mind her last visit with her sister Thora, feeling the movement of her niece under her hand this way. The warmth she’d always felt for her sister's family had been tempered by the dread of knowing that this was her own fate now as well: to bear a stranger’s children.
Of course, feeling that here and now is impossible.
Randvi glances at her hand, then searches Kostya’s face.]
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Randvi is just beginning to wonder whether she should pull her hand away when she feels something rolling slowly against her palm. It brings to mind her last visit with her sister Thora, feeling the movement of her niece under her hand this way. The warmth she’d always felt for her sister's family had been tempered by the dread of knowing that this was her own fate now as well: to bear a stranger’s children.
Of course, feeling that here and now is impossible.
Randvi glances at her hand, then searches Kostya’s face.]
Does that hurt?