"Oui. I don't remember anything from my childhood, but I am sure there was once somebody out there looking for me. I'd like to think my time on my back would help me find my family, but it hasn't yet. One day, perhaps." She was not paying attention to the fact that the scar was being looked at, but it would definitely explain why she was off in some manner. The scar looked like someone had hit her hard upon the back of the head.

"I thank you for saying so, but I have never felt so tired and nauseated. But perhaps that is just the babies as they grow."