The Upper Moon Nursery
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Story transcript
Akaza: Douma. What happened?
douma: Nothing at all. I simply had a tiny dramatic moment.
Akaza: You nearly fell.
douma: Oh, that? I’m pregnant.
Akaza: No more sparring. No climbing. No wandering alone.
douma: You’re making a list? How precious.
douma: You built me a fortress?
Akaza: A room. Stop calling it a fortress.
douma: I want snow lotus, spicy rice cakes.
Akaza: Stay here.
douma: Careful, Akaza. Someone might think you care.
Akaza: I do care. That’s why you’re staying put.
Akaza: Douma needs rest. Do you understand?
douma: Oh my. It likes you.
Akaza: No challenges until it can stand.
douma: Akaza, it isn’t even born yet.