nayla turned only her eyes to the right , peering at the architects of this greeting . siona and idaho stood shoulder-to-shoulder in the roadway about twenty meters to nayla 's right . they were deep in conversation , looking at each other occasionally , nodding . presently , idaho touched siona 's arm-an oddly possessive gesture . he nodded once and strode off toward the bridge , stopping at the buttress corner directly in front of
nayla

his smile was huge . '' with a baby ? we 're gon na have ... we 're gon na have a baby ? '' that smile let me know everything was going to be fine . '' that 's usually how it works . '' his hand was on my stomach . '' in there ... in there , there 's this little guy or girl who 's gon na be
ours

in fact , he 'd said she was n't broken . in their last conversation , he 'd made it sound as if she were leaving him because of his own disability-vampyrism . she stood , eyes unfocused , as she recalled the conversation she 'd had with him on that very topic , while they were dancing at teatro . was it fair for him to compare vampyrism to a
disability