Alex opened his eyes. The valley stretched below, green and golden and patient in the morning light.
"How many months do you think?" he asked." Pregnancies are unpredictable. The first time you carried six. The biology may be entirely different this time." A pause. "System would have known immediately."
The absence of System was a sore tooth, a thing Alex kept pressing with his tongue to see if it had stopped hurting. It hadn't.
"Yeah," he said. "System would have had a whole breakdown about gestation projections and fetal development timelines and probable birth dates by now." A breath that was almost a laugh. "I miss that."
"I know."
"Do you think it's okay? Wherever it is?"
