"well... I do try to be." a blush and grin horrid clown memories repressed once more. And... one that were not so horrible, more sad then horrible. But still had left a life long scar. " sisters also watch out for each other." a grin here letting their shoulders brush in a gentle bump.
Listening to the question.
She smiles. "I ... I do..." she had fears surrounding having a child. What if what happened to her mother and new born sister happened to her? To her little one? What if it all went fine but afterwards he partner left? Became bored of them? Or displeased with her body after irrevocable changes that would happen?
Would her love be enough if it was just them?
But she smiles at Venus, " most girls imagine little ones, all pink cheeked... So cute... I never once envisaged my own being... entirely human. and I always felt in dreams of a small girl, it was manifestations or wishful thinking of what my little sister would have been like had she lived and grew. Like a pretty little fairy, all blond gold curls and blue blue, oooh so heart breaking,y blue eyes... I've never been able to picture my own in imaginations... hear laughter? Yes... But until last night... never pictured what they could possibly look like." she giggles, "but I do... I would like to be... and hope to be worthy of be a mother someday."