It takes a moment for that to sink in, but then that building grin nearly splits Rial's face in two and he clenches one hand in the bedsheets. This goes beyond mental cheer-routines or simple happiness, this is the hot glow of knowledge that there will be another child, another beautiful child, half-Rial, half-Plourr, completely unique.

In the end he isn't exactly sure what to say so he doesn't bother trying, just shifts a little closer to her and mutters "My princess," knows she'll understand because with all they've been through sometimes he thinks they can reach each other's minds.