"If I'm being honest, I would rather my daughter decide to drop right now," she nods. When he asks his next question, Moira has to admit that she kind of admires him for having the nerve to ask such a question. She doesn't mind it, actually. She's too tired of dealing with people politely asking questions about her baby, anyway. "Both, truth be told," she smiles at him again. "I would rather deal with sleepless nights than all this baggage." She gestures to her swollen stomach.