"Huh?" Mavis looked at Luca in confusion. "Relief about what?"
"Well, the truth is I was genuinely worried about the logistics." Luca admitted sheepishly. "If centaurs only had one in the back, like a horse, I didn't know how I was going to manage when the time came. The idea was..." He shuddered. "Uncomfortable. But this? This makes so much more sense!"
"Are you—" Mavis sputtered. "Are you seriously thinking about how you're going to impregnate us?! Right now?! While you're supposed to be bathing me?!"
"I'm a forward-thinking person."
"Hmph! You're just a pervert who thinks with the thing underneath his pants the entire time."
Luca chuckled, utterly unrepentant. "Guilty as charged."
But even as she threw the insult at him, Mavis's mind was already wandering to the problem that had been lurking in the back of her thoughts for years now, a problem that no one wanted to discuss openly but that everyone knew was there.
Children. The village needed children.
