"You always thought that. It probably started out as some puberty rebel thing and you just stuck with it", Aoife points out, suddenly so tired because of how quickly they slip into their old roles again. " I have worked through so many of our stories and the Coombs witches are not the villains of this piece. Not always, and definitely not ..there were several good blood lines", she finishes, weakly as ever. There have been a lot of changes, but Aoife can't completely let go of the comfort her family history gives her. Not yet. "We are characters, not collections of magic. Our surroundings will push us. If father would-" Her face crumples, but she catches herself before Moira will blame her for trying to solemnly claim him as a parent again. Amelie always got that idea from her.

"You should take it up with Amelie. Let her see that you are there for her, that you care for her. It's up to her, but I know the peace of being complete will make her feel better." It's what Aoife wishes for.

The pregnancy comment is nothing she can handle. Moira could have just not gotten pregnant.