"How do you plan to give birth to this child?"
"By myself."
"..."
Seeing that Dalgliesh remained silent, Colneth didn't know what he was thinking. He could only say, "I'm going to take a shower."
"It's already flowing out. I'll wash you." Dalgliesh looked at the white liquid flowing down Colneth thighs and got off the bed as well. "Is it okay to do it by yourself?"
"What could possibly go wrong?" Colneth pretended to be relaxed, but deep down he felt a bit disappointed.
Thinking about spending all this time with someone and soon going back to being alone again, he felt a bit adrift.
Moreover... he didn't feel much earlier, but now the thought of giving birth to the child all by himself felt somewhat bittersweet.
Humans, indeed... shouldn't rely too much on anything...
Colneth didn't expect Dalgliesh to leave early the next morning.
