As patiently as someone who tended to run around everywhere could be. She did have a problem with sitting still, after all. And being a parent of something was exciting, so that made it even harder to stay still. Had she actually had any traits similar to the true form of a Fanalis, she would have excitedly wagged a lion's tail. But she didn't, of course.

She had never been a parent before, and had never thought she'd be one, even if it was in a weird way like this. Slaves didn't get to keep their children even if they had any, after all, and she had only been free for a few years.

She looked up, still just as unable to be actually still. "Who says that?"