Her face is pained. "This feels different than the practice contractions...I think....I think the baby is coming. Is this...is this going to be safe with you here as a Voidsent, anata? I genuinely don't know, but I want you here so much..."

"I need you to come back to me, anata. We need you." She puts a hand on her extremely round belly, then makes a face. "Nngh. That was...different..."

"I'm so sorry, anata. My pain blocks aren't working on you, probably because your Void aether is so strong right now." A tear slides from her eye, but she keeps methodically patching him up, being as gentle as she can.

"It will wash up," she reassures him. She's setting a broken bone in his wing now.

"I know, I'm sorry. If I knew how to use Void magic to heal you, I would." She's healing a particularly nasty cut across his belly now.

"Anata!" she cries out, summoning her White Mage staff and beginning to heal the damage to his body while trying not to cry.

Lura collapses against Cid and cries into his chest. She doesn't know what she'll do if they've lost him permanently.

She sighs. "You did. I hope you will one day again." She takes his hand and kisses it, then lets go. "Aishiteru."

"I could cook you something?" she offers hopefully.

"You aren't purely Voidsent, anata. That's why we need you to come back. We need you. This is our baby, yours, mine, and Cid's." Her moonbright eyes are worries, and she rests her hands on top of his.

"You can touch, anata. It's our baby in my belly." She watches his face with hope writ large across her face.

"Oh my gods, you found him. Thank the Twelve," she says out of habit, though she no longer believes in the Twelve as gods. She rushes over to him and makes to wrap her arms around him, then hesitates. "May I embrace you?"

//Oh no...//

"Please tell him hello from me, anata." She climbs up on a chair carefully so she can reach him for kisses.

"Of course I worry. Do you need a vial?" She reaches for the bedside table.

"No you're not. You only ever say you're fine when you aren't fine." She cups his cheek, studying his face.

Lura can sense something is amiss, even if she doesn't know what it is. She cuddles up against his side. "Anata...what's wrong?"

"Not because you can but because you do!" She beams at him. "Makes me feel very loved."

She rubs her cheek against his hand, nuzzling it softly.