Die.
Medina squinted at Calent for a moment, an eyebrow raised and she just looked at him. "For you?" She gave him an entertained look, trying not to smile in disbelief, "Or the status?" Medina shrugged because, honestly, both were unappealing. It was a rhetorical question and she gave him a sympathetic smile, "Well, dying would let you sleep for a very long time," She pointed out, attention grabbed by Hope who looked up at his parents and gave a laugh before kicking his little legs and grinning up at them.
Medina grinned at Calent before turning back to Hope, "I'd die for him," She nodded to their child, "I think that's about it."