He began slowly, glancing down at his nails as he flaked the ink out from under them. "My mother, she -- when she gave birth to me, she had a hard time of it. I imagine part of it was circumstance." Giving birth to a child in a place that was little more than a concentration camp despite its compliment of doctors couldn't have been easy. "But the other part ... "
He shook his head and huffed out a sigh. "The other part was me, Lydia. My mother spoke very little of it once I'd grown a bit, but -- my ability. It manifested then when her contractions started. The doctors were mystified -- I can only imagine how my mother felt. How horrifying it must've been for her."
He stopped there, still not looking at her, figuring she could fill in the blanks herself and understand why he'd brought this up in the first place. Depending on the nature of their child's ability and if it chose to manifest at the same time he had, chances were the birth could be difficult. It hadn't killed his mother thankfully, but given his luck in affairs of hearth and home lately, he was still fairly nervous.
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Date: 2010-10-12 06:27 pm (UTC)He shook his head and huffed out a sigh. "The other part was me, Lydia. My mother spoke very little of it once I'd grown a bit, but -- my ability. It manifested then when her contractions started. The doctors were mystified -- I can only imagine how my mother felt. How horrifying it must've been for her."
He stopped there, still not looking at her, figuring she could fill in the blanks herself and understand why he'd brought this up in the first place. Depending on the nature of their child's ability and if it chose to manifest at the same time he had, chances were the birth could be difficult. It hadn't killed his mother thankfully, but given his luck in affairs of hearth and home lately, he was still fairly nervous.