Her heart skips a beat as you kiss her, the tenderness of your lips contrasting sharply with the intensity of their situation. As she feels another wave of babies push their way out of her, she can't help but wonder if this is some sort of twisted miracle or a cruel joke fate has played on them.

She looks into your eyes, searching for some sign, some hint of what they should do now. "We... we love them,"

Her heart clenches painfully in her chest as another wave of babies comes out, this time even larger than the last. She grits her teeth against the burning ache that spreads throughout her body and focuses on your eyes, still searching for some sort of answer. "We... we love them," she repeats, her voice barely audible over the cacophony of cries surrounding them.