Matilda unlocked the door to her small house just outside a small landing platform. "Thank you for this..." She said as she opened the door. "So..." She said as she turned the light on. "You want a drink... Tsubasa?"
When the lights turned on in the entrance hall they could see lots of artwork. "So... er... make yourself at home..."
Matilda giggles a little. "Well... I don't think it would be wise for me to sleep on the floor... in my condition..." She says as she rubs her belly a little. "Most... of the artwork here was my Mother's..." She looks a little sad after that. "I... miss her..." She sighs. "Just... like... I... miss..." A tear forms and runs down her face.
She listens then tries to smile but can't quite do so. "But... my... son... will never know his... f... father..." She looks sadder. "And... I... don't... know... if anyone... would want to have to... raise a child... that isn't theirs..." She sighs. "I... don't know... if I could... find anyone..."
She starts to cry.
She looks at him tears still flowing but not as much. "Y... you would..." She asks. "W... what is wrong with... Junkers..."
She sighs after he says the last part. "I... don't like being alone..."
She takes his hand and places it on her belly and he feels a small kick. "And... he knows that..."
She seems to smile a little. "I know he will be a fighter... just like I was... and... his father was..." She says. "But..." She looks into his eyes. "Just because you are a Junker... doesn't mean... I don't like you..."
She rubs her belly a little. "And... I will... need help soon..."
She thinks. "Do... you think... I... am... beautiful?" She asks almost blushing.
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