Medina blinked at Calent, looking confused. Concerned? A wealth of expressions crossed her features and she looked down at herself. While she wasn't showing to a large degree yet, she was more than well aware of herself and her health. When wasn't she healthy? Her very being didn't allow that to happen.
"O.." Medina swallowed carefully, clearing her throat, "Our child?" the phrase caught her off guard, she'd been expecting... Well, something much different. "It's... Healthy. Only a few months to go, I... I won't be able to hide it much longer under puffy dresses," She admitted, looking away. "Why here? Easier to keep it a secret that way?"