"Lady, I was pregnant once. Raped at fourteen. I carried the fetus for four
months before I even knew it was there. I was so hungry and cold and strung-out 
at the time that I didn’t know the symptoms were the signs of life in me, not
oncoming death. When I finally figured it out, I had to decide what to do. I 
mean, I’m a kid, living out on the streets. I didn’t have magic then to get me
through it all. Didn’t even know Liaison yet. Had nothing. And I’m going to
bring this baby into the world. When I’m out there stealing sandwiches
from businessmen down in the Elevated, and I got to be able to run like Coyote 
just to stay alive, I’m going to be toting this belly with a baby in it? I can
barely protect myself, I’m fourteen. No way I can handle another person.